Yung Beans, Way9 - Owe Me Lyrics

Gone lay on the lay low
Get up when I say so
It's Bean with the queso
And stack up the payload
Racks on the way though
Gold teeth in the teeth mold
Last year was so evil
Just watch how the Bean glow
Range like a free throw
Sting like a beetle
Clean not no Cheetoh
You dusting for prints
I'm stacking up Pringles
This song is a single
Attack from an angle
My conscience is mangled
Owe me a grip better pay it back quick
Homie's a dick bought to air out his shit
Yung Beans gettin' tired bout to empty the clip
This blunt's gettin' fired not a reason to quit
Whip like tornado
You want it but say no
Not out here I stayed home
Got ethics like Plato
Cant trust me a fake ho
Advacements they made no
Got cheese like Alfredo
I hide it but they know
Owe me a grip better pay it back quick
Go hit a lick then I'm back on it quick
Worst luck getting tired bout to empty the clip
Your boy gone retire bout to take me a trip
I hope the pain will fade away
She put me on layaway
I hurt myself from day to day
A chip I stack it day to day
Making money day to day
The check be coming straight away
She hurt me now I fade away
Hoping that I fade away
Like entropy I decay and I waste away
Might hit you with the fade away
Blicky if you don’t pay today
Cause we coming for the check
And you got a debt we collect
That’s a fact got them racks making stacks
Ay
Got cheese like Digiorno
I stack it and they know
Get nasty like porno
The optics I say so
Picasso not play dough
Don’t love me don’t play hoe
Owe me a grip better pay it back quick
Go hit a lick then I'm back on it quick
Worst luck getting tired bout to empty the clip
Your boy bout to retire bout to take me a trip
Owe me a grip better pay it back quick
Homie's a dick bout to air out his shit
Yung 9 getting tired bout to empty the clip
You just got fired not a reason to quit
Whip like tornado
You want it but say no
Not out here I stayed home
Got ethics like Plato
Cant trust me a fake ho
Advacements they made no
Got cheese like Alfredo
I hide it but they know ah
They know that I got the sauce
They can call me Kevin ah
Kenny preaching words like he really be the reverend ah
Hop up in the Coup and you know I fucking rev it ah
I just fell in love and I hope the pain it fade away
Baby where you been got the hook she reel me in ah
Now I got my guap extended on my limb now ah

Gone lay on the lay low
Get up when I say so
It's Bean with the queso
And stack up the payload
Racks on the way though
Gold teeth in the teeth mold
Last year was so evil
Just watch how the Bean glow
Range like a free throw
Sting like a beetle
Clean not no Cheetoh
You dusting for prints
I'm stacking up Pringles
This song is a single
Attack from an angle
My conscience is mangled
Owe me a grip better pay it back quick
Homie's a dick bought to air out his shit
Yung Beans gettin' tired bout to empty the clip
This blunt's gettin' fired not a reason to quit
Whip like tornado
You want it but say no
Not out here I stayed home
Got ethics like Plato
Cant trust me a fake ho
Advacements they made no
Got cheese like Alfredo
I hide it but they know
Owe me a grip better pay it back quick
Go hit a lick then I'm back on it quick
Worst luck getting tired bout to empty the clip
Your boy gone retire bout to take me a trip
I hope the pain will fade away
She put me on layaway
I hurt myself from day to day
A chip I stack it day to day
Making money day to day
The check be coming straight away
She hurt me now I fade away
Hoping that I fade away
Like entropy I decay and I waste away
Might hit you with the fade away
Blicky if you don’t pay today
Cause we coming for the check
And you got a debt we collect
That’s a fact got them racks making stacks
Ay
Got cheese like Digiorno
I stack it and they know
Get nasty like porno
The optics I say so
Picasso not play dough
Don’t love me don’t play hoe
Owe me a grip better pay it back quick
Go hit a lick then I'm back on it quick
Worst luck getting tired bout to empty the clip
Your boy bout to retire bout to take me a trip
Owe me a grip better pay it back quick
Homie's a dick bout to air out his shit
Yung 9 getting tired bout to empty the clip
You just got fired not a reason to quit
Whip like tornado
You want it but say no
Not out here I stayed home
Got ethics like Plato
Cant trust me a fake ho
Advacements they made no
Got cheese like Alfredo
I hide it but they know ah
They know that I got the sauce
They can call me Kevin ah
Kenny preaching words like he really be the reverend ah
Hop up in the Coup and you know I fucking rev it ah
I just fell in love and I hope the pain it fade away
Baby where you been got the hook she reel me in ah
Now I got my guap extended on my limb now ah