Beaucoup

Ugh

Loved by the, beaucoup

Sip on the riesling

Smoke for the balance

Fuck with the family

Loved by the, beaucoup

Loved by the, beaucoup

Loved by the, beaucoup

Sip on the riesling

Smoke for the balance

Fuck with the family

Pulled up in a black coup

Came up off the black top

Came from behind like a back shot

Now I need big G's

Nigga left the caps lock on

Never flipped keys

Used to pickin' padlocks

Granny left the Matlock on, man I know the law

Call first fam, that's protocol

All over this paper like my pens and

I'm running through these pins like a bowling ball

Look, I don't do despair

Never choose the dare, speak the naked truth

Y'all speakin' hate into existence

No one's forsaking you

I got the cake, now I bake with no clothes

Think I'm bipolar 'cause I be on both coasts a lot

Is that what that mean?

Raising the bar, we don't pole vault a lot

Half of my team got PTSD

Man, we ain't got to speak it, I swear I'm bilingual (Oui oui poufiasse)

Read a nigga' hands, I don't know sign language

Stand on my ten toes down, no faintin'

When it's real beef, just drop location

If not, my nigga you ain't gotta stop hatin'

I got loved by the, beaucoup

Sip on the riesling

Smoke for the balance

Fuck with the family