This Beat Hit (Wall Flower) lyrics

by

1TakeJay



[Intro: 1TakeJay, Husalah]
n*gga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
Low the Great
n*gga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
n*gga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
n*gga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
Wait, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up

[Verse 1: 1TakeJay]
Tell that b*tch wipe me down, I'm an A-hole (I'm an A-hole)
If you ain't got the bag, b*tch, what I came for? (What I came for?)
A hundred pennies make a dollar, where my change, bro?
No habla ingles? I need my pesos, mijo (I need my pesos, mijo)
Put that b*tch on the blade with no skates on (With no skates on)
My b*tch walk around naked like she hate clothes (Ooh)
She think the di*k a Backwood, she gon' face those
I'm not 6ix9ine, but you can still taste the rainbow
Ayy, I ain't never did the race, I don't chase hoes
Stop it, you wearing knockoff, they don't make those
I really bust down, my sh*t hit from every angle
Two B's, I keep a Boosie fade and a bankroll
Why you just standing around lookin', what you waitin' on? (What you waitin on?)
If you ain't finna f*ck it up, what you came for? (Why you come?) n*gga, you a wallflower, we hate those
n*gga, on my, n*gga, on my mama, this beat go

[Interlude: 1TakeJay, Husalah]
n*gga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
n*gga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
n*gga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
Wait, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
[Verse 2: 1TakeJay]
b*tch, I feel like MJ with my J's on (J's on)
The only n*gga in the club with my shades on (With my shades on)
I'm the flyest like LeBron, I always change clothes (Ooh)
Two-three in LA, the king came home
We got the same twenty-four, what you hatin' on? (What you hatin' on?)
These n*ggas always in they feelings like a Drake song (Bop)
Your pockets broke, my advice is stay strong
Like a fat kid, you mad 'cause your cake gone
That n*gga wearing fake chains, call him Django
I'm top rank, n*ggas move when I say so (Move when I say so)
That ain't a knot on my leg, that's a bankroll
I get the money, then I stack it like Legos

[Outro: 1TakeJay, Husalah]
Tell that b*tch wipe me down, I'm an A-hole (I'm an A-hole)
If you ain't got the bag, b*tch, what I came for? (b*tch, what I came for?)
A hundred pennies make a dollar, where my change, bro?
No habla ingles? I need my pesos, mijo (I need my pesos, mijo)
Put that b*tch on the blade with no skates on (With no skates on)
My b*tch walk around naked like she hate clothes (Ooh)
She think the di*k a Backwood, she gon' face those
I'm not 6ix9ine, but you can still taste the rainbow
n*gga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
Low the Great
n*gga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
n*gga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
n*gga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
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