Kyle Richh – Beam Lyrics:
[Chorus]
Fuck that, that nigga gone
Dummy got clapped for the shit he was on (Ayo)
If you see me, you better perform (Toolie)
Bullets gon’ shake em’, he flippin’ his arms
Lil’ thotty, she tryna get sexual
She be fiendin’ the pop it and lock it (Pop it and lock it)
Everything dead, I ain’t givin’ no options (Grrah)
Tell bro, ”Don’t stop, keep flockin”’ (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
[Verse 2]
Told bro, “Don’t stop, keep what?” (Like what?)
D—Don’t run, got the beam on his gut, wait (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Everything dead when I rip through that gun
And I said that enough is enough (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like she a thot, tryna get treeshy
She geekin’, tryna get ‘neaky (Like what?)
Grrah, ‘migos shit, drink it like Sprite
What? Run down don’t settle for bike (Like, what? Like, what?)
Like, what? Target in sight
I—I got a gun, why the fuck would I fight? (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
A—And Carter be strapped like a dyke
G—Gun jammed up, he get beat with the pipe (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
How the fuck is you dissin’ the gang? (Like, what?)
Dotty got smoked, he got sent to the light (Grrah)
G—Get back for your dead, you a shame
Like walk with the beam on his mans, what? (What? What?)
[Chorus]
Fuck that, that nigga gone
Dummy got clapped for the shit he was on (Like what? Like what?)
If you see me, you better perform (Grrah)
Bullets gon’ shake him, he flippin’ his arms (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Lil’ thotty, she tryna get sexual
She be fiendin’ the pop it and lock it (Pop it and lock it)
Everything dead, I ain’t givin’ no options
Tell bro, “Don’t stop, keep flockin'”
F—Fuck that, that nigga gone
Dummy got clapped for the shit he was on (Like what?)
If you see me, you better perform (Glah)
Bullets gon’ shake him, he flippin’ his arms (Glah, glah, glah)
Lil’ thotty, she tryna get sexual
She be fiendin’ the pop it and lock it
Everything dead, I ain’t givin’ no options
Tell bro, “Don’t stop, keep flockin'”
[Outro]
Glah
Tell bro, “Don’t stop, keep flockin'”
Like, what? Like, what?
Grrah, KR, grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah
[Chorus]
Fuck that, that nigga gone
Dummy got clapped for the shit he was on (Ayo)
If you see me, you better perform (Toolie)
Bullets gon’ shake em’, he flippin’ his arms
Lil’ thotty, she tryna get sexual
She be fiendin’ the pop it and lock it (Pop it and lock it)
Everything dead, I ain’t givin’ no options (Grrah)
Tell bro, ”Don’t stop, keep flockin”’ (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
[Verse 2]
Told bro, “Don’t stop, keep what?” (Like what?)
D—Don’t run, got the beam on his gut, wait (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Everything dead when I rip through that gun
And I said that enough is enough (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like she a thot, tryna get treeshy
She geekin’, tryna get ‘neaky (Like what?)
Grrah, ‘migos shit, drink it like Sprite
What? Run down don’t settle for bike (Like, what? Like, what?)
Like, what? Target in sight
I—I got a gun, why the fuck would I fight? (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
A—And Carter be strapped like a dyke
G—Gun jammed up, he get beat with the pipe (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
How the fuck is you dissin’ the gang? (Like, what?)
Dotty got smoked, he got sent to the light (Grrah)
G—Get back for your dead, you a shame
Like walk with the beam on his mans, what? (What? What?)
[Chorus]
Fuck that, that nigga gone
Dummy got clapped for the shit he was on (Like what? Like what?)
If you see me, you better perform (Grrah)
Bullets gon’ shake him, he flippin’ his arms (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Lil’ thotty, she tryna get sexual
She be fiendin’ the pop it and lock it (Pop it and lock it)
Everything dead, I ain’t givin’ no options
Tell bro, “Don’t stop, keep flockin'”
F—Fuck that, that nigga gone
Dummy got clapped for the shit he was on (Like what?)
If you see me, you better perform (Glah)
Bullets gon’ shake him, he flippin’ his arms (Glah, glah, glah)
Lil’ thotty, she tryna get sexual
She be fiendin’ the pop it and lock it
Everything dead, I ain’t givin’ no options
Tell bro, “Don’t stop, keep flockin'”
[Outro]
Glah
Tell bro, “Don’t stop, keep flockin'”
Like, what? Like, what?
Grrah, KR, grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah