Beaucoup lyrics
by Mick Jenkins
Ugh
Loved by the, beaucoup
Sip on the riesling
Smoke for the balance
f*ck with the family
Loved by the, beaucoup
Loved by the, beaucoup
Loved by the, beaucoup
Sip on the riesling
Smoke for the balance
f*ck 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
n*gga 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 n*gga' 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 n*gga you ain't gotta stop hatin'
I got loved by the, beaucoup
Sip on the riesling
Smoke for the balance
f*ck with the family