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Bleak Purdy - Beacon lyrics

Artist: Bleak Purdy

album: Beacon


Just look at my drip when I'm beaming
If that bitch don't want me tomorrow
Might fuck her then pass her right off on the weekend
This shit like dreaming
Moving weight just mind no demons
Might cry bitch I'm tweaking
I don't see a reason tears on my beacon
Light up my season
Season my meat bitch gobble like D Lin
Fuck all that paper just might go and bleed it
And blue hundreds my set but little homie ain't cripping
Fuck all that gang shit pity like griffin
Leave that shit behind like bitch where finish
Gone off on designer inside like some cesium
Boy I don't go to school and the reason upcoming
I don't like my teachers they all fucking dummies
They never believed me when I kept on saying I'd blow up
And hold up hold up never mind make more money
My salary double they profits
Ain't wasting no time with no thottie
Bitch I need my club full of knockers
Shouldn't pull up on my fucking block
And It's obviously facts like really doe
Like bitch you a liar I am a fighter
Cannot compare to me I'm the messiah
This the entire motherfucking scene
I demolish not even just that but annihilate
Just look at my drip when I'm beaming
If that bitch don't want me tomorrow
Might fuck her then pass her right off on the weekend
This shit like dreaming
Moving weight just mind no demons
Might cry bitch I'm tweaking
I don't see a reason tears on my beacon
Light up my season
Season my meat bitch gobble like D Lin
Fuck all that paper just might go and bleed it
Hold up
Fuck what that bitch really want
I get my bag by the ton
She give me top like she dumb
Fuck her now once then I'm gone
That is yo' bitch go an cop that
She be too messy that's no cap
When I get to beaming it's all bad
Gimme respect do not talk back
You get swept like a floor
I'm spending bands but you know I got mo'
Got all these bitches they touching they toes
If you can not take it then you gotta go
I swear to god they tripping need me for the weekend
Me and Bleakey come up there's no peeking
We don't get down with bitches that tweaking
Shoot our shot because there is no defense
Got a ticket in the all black
I'm swerving lanes what you call that
Police on my ass so it's all bad
I got court calling me I won't call back
I can't give two fucks 'bout what you thinking
Dust off my shoulders I'm cleaning
She give me the wink when I'm deep in
I'm gonna tell her I love her still leaving
Because I got to go
I'm gonna snap on my fingers then I disappear
Only fuck with my bros
Y'all ain't want me back then so let's keep it the same
And yo' mom is a hoe
I was raised in the mud so I ain't got no damn shame
And you know it's going to show
And these niggas they talking they pull out their sticks
While I pull out my pole
Just look at my drip when I'm beaming
If that bitch don't want me tomorrow
Might fuck her then pass her right off on the weekend
This shit like dreaming
Moving weight just mind no demons
Might cry bitch I'm tweaking
I don't see a reason tears on my beacon
Light up my season
Season my meat bitch gobble like D Lin
Fuck all that paper just might go and bleed it
Just look at my drip when I'm beaming
If that bitch don't want me tomorrow
Might fuck her then pass her right off on the weekend
This shit like dreaming
Moving weight just mind no demons
Might cry bitch I'm tweaking
I don't see a reason tears on my beacon
Light up my season
Season my meat bitch gobble like D Lin
Fuck all that paper just might go and bleed it

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