Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song BeesWax, artist - Trizz. Date of issue: 12.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
BeesWax |
| Niggas do all that hootin' and hollering it ain’t about |
| Nothin'… |
| Hey dre |
| Been looking out on this shit nigga |
| This shit slap… |
| See the goal is not too. |
| Hey, ya |
| See the goal is not too die and to make it to 25 |
| I ain’t gonna lie man I’m high all the time |
| Stimulate my mind but I’m chilling I’m doing fine |
| Yeah you’re steady doing yours |
| My nigga I’m doing mine |
| I can’t take em all with me |
| They dead or they’re doing time |
| Fuck a job shit I’d rather be doing crime |
| Living life the fast way |
| Get it till my last day |
| And sacrifice whatever to make it |
| The ski mask way |
| Fuck a sad face |
| Hop out with the mad face |
| Get mad hate they jealous |
| We stacking mad cake |
| We mad straight you battling with a bad day |
| I made it through the storm with no jacket |
| Dragging a bag away |
| Ay, fuck what these niggas have to say |
| It’s getting tricky |
| I prolly go buy a strap today |
| It’s sad to say |
| But look at fucking rap today |
| They need to get clapped today |
| It’s rap today |
| Yeah |
| There ain’t no telling where we be at |
| You see us only clock the money they don’t see that, ay |
| I’m kicking it where the g’s at |
| And I ain’t telling get the fuck up out my beeswax |
| Nigga |
| There ain’t no telling where we be at |
| You see us all about the money they don’t see that, ay |
| I’m kicking it where the g’s at |
| And I ain’t telling get the fuck up out my beeswax |
| It was me by myself and he ain’t say shit |
| Stare me down and he got (spun?) like a bitch |
| Off the rip |
| I handle my business I’m on my shit |
| Too legit |
| Blow out my brains if I ever quit |
| Suck a dick |
| In splits I’m constantly talking shit |
| I bought a whip with my money I own it |
| So I can dip |
| Hit a lick |
| Whatever to eat imma get it quick |
| Steal this shit |
| Contest it and end up inside the pit |
| With the (crinch?) |
| That nigga that don’t be giving a shit |
| Give him shit |
| And all that can’t see or get with the clicks |
| Since I was 6 |
| Been writing delivering what I spit |
| It’s the sickest been the wickedest quickest |
| Up in this bitch |
| Imma trip on whoever whenever |
| I gotta lift |
| Stop a nigga whole shit |
| For acting like I’m a bitch |
| Real shit I only care about money and getting chips |
| I’m 26 |
| By the time I hit 30 imma be rich, nigga |
| Yeah |
| There ain’t no telling where we be at |
| You see us only clock the money they don’t see that, ay |
| I’m kicking it where the g’s at |
| And I ain’t telling get the fuck up out my beeswax |
| Nigga |
| There ain’t no telling where we be at |
| You see us all about the money they don’t see that, ay |
| I’m kicking it where the g’s at |
| And I ain’t telling get the fuck up out my beeswax |