Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 40 Mins, artist - Hotboii. Date of issue: 09.12.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
40 Mins |
| Tryna stay away from them beans 'cause I don’t think |
| I heard them say it was beef well okay cool try not to tweak |
| And ain’t no way in hell this shit’s supposed to make it out the streets |
| I got eyes everywhere, you ain’t been in your hood in 'bout a week |
| Like 12 we hit your block we walkin' up and swingin' doors |
| Since 12 runnin' with glocks how they know 'bout the studio |
| Now my wrist on coolio |
| Fuck these bitches, they do the most |
| I don’t think you deserve no double R, if I go to jail you’ll be ghost |
| You’ll be gone to the streets where you belong |
| Say you want beef I don’t care what he on |
| Free my niggas out the cage till they ding dong |
| And my niggas in the grave it wont be long |
| I turnt a pool to a jacuzzi, I jumped in with my heat on me |
| I got a few loose screws, I spray shit, WD-40 |
| Tryna flex you can’t even afford it |
| I’m up next and I ain’t even order |
| I just took some lean put it in a soda |
| I don’t even be drinkin the shit when I’m rollin' |
| Told em imma make a wish when you blow it |
| She can’t even take the dick where you goin |
| Bury my money with me so I can take it wherever I’m goin |
| My niggas in postion, put em on they feet the depending on me |
| You can do it yourself |
| Gotta make sure my momma don’t ever lose no hair |
| Yeah you was down at the beginning but it don’t matter |
| Yeah 'cause as soon as I got booked you flipped the chapter |
| Tryna stay away from them beans 'cause I don’t think |
| I heard them say it was beef well okay cool try not to tweak |
| And ain’t no way in hell this shit’s supposed to make it out the streets |
| I got eyes everywhere, you ain’t been in your hood in 'bout a week |
| Like 12 we hit your block we walkin' up and swingin' doors |
| Since 12 runnin' with glocks how they know 'bout the studio |
| Now my wrist on coolio |
| Fuck these bitches, they do the most |
| I don’t think you deserve no double R, if I go to jail you’ll be ghost |
| (You'll be gone) |
| It’s a massacre I’m packin' syrup |
| Backwood packed with purp |
| I might start a clothing line |
| We turn niggas ass to merch |
| Last opp he was down to earth, he got put past the earth |
| Make me show the police in Orlando how that magic work |
| Disappear on em, switchin' gears on em |
| Been got my check up way before corona |
| I remember spinnin' a 4 door Corolla |
| I ain’t never duck no smoke I let a nigga get high as they wanna |
| I pull up like fire up the doja, fire the doja where all the stoners |
| My bride Fiona I married the green |
| Life in the swamp was never serene |
| She 30 like Curry, get wet for the team |
| Trust in these bitches, that ain’t what it be |
| Get calls and all whenever you leave |
| I know you ain’t been in your hood 'bout a week |
| I don’t need a voucher, I’m good in the streets |
| I don’t need a voucher, I’m good in the streets |
| Tryna stay away from them beans 'cause I don’t think |
| I heard them say it was beef well okay cool try not to tweak |
| And ain’t no way in hell this shit’s supposed to make it out the streets |
| I got eyes everywhere, you ain’t been in your hood in 'bout a week |
| Like 12 we hit your block we walkin' up and swingin' doors |
| Since 12 runnin' with glocks how they know 'bout the studio |
| Now my wrist on coolio |
| Fuck these bitches, they do the most |
| I don’t think you deserve no double R, if I go to jail you’ll be ghost |
| (You'll be gone) |