BIC BEE - BIC BEE (Rock Bottom) Lyrics

Had to hit them petty stains
Cause I ain't have no petty shit
Robbing, free money I got
Cause I ain't have no settlement
Never bragging
Never flexing
You get robbed you ain't equipped
I got savages with me
And I got mobbers on my strip
Niggas Rich from serving shit
My bracket different I can't split
I peep when u moving
My pistol harassing him

Water running raw is on
He thought It was wrestling
I could teach you something sunny
Im a preacher and a beast

When it rain niggas get wet
Dolo mission or two deep
Photo shoots yo home or vee
We don't pretend, we all on p
F*ck with bro, you fwm
I'm sick of spazzing in these streets
Sick of robbing niggas
Sick of doing dashes in the vee
We took trips, and we did shows
We trapping bagging shit for gs
Robbing nabbing shit with ease
Then hit the class like I'm not Bee
Who is you, ima scholar nigga
And a young og
Ain't no double life lil shorty
I multitask with ease

Let me no
If say no
Cause ain't no bike path in me

Tip my hat off
To lil homie think He bypassing me

Bitch it's Bee
You don't fwm
Then u might wanna leave
I been working on my temper
They push play, Okc
How I go
It was curtains, I went surfing in the sea
And Erasers came with me
You know patience ain't with me
Bought the chop
For any doodle bop
That wanna rump with me
Had a talk
I'm at the Voodoo shop
They told me bout ya g

Where ya stay
Where ya be
Where ya play in the streets
Get the name
And addy
Put a plate where ya eat

Street a talk
You know I bleed the block
Till I get what I need
Reing up
Flip
Reing up
Until I'm outta pz
Skiing up
Quick
In & out
Now re up not on me
Me & bra
Just, me n bra
It's Only us two gz
Only us two deep
Can't eat
I'm home invading
Holding up yo street
Home boy
Ain't homie or no g
Brody oso b
So bitch
And so stuck on bee
Borderline my son
Big bank
Shit buzzin now ot
Sorta line cocaine
Pour a line codeine
Ride a nice lil wave
F*ck a nice lil bitch
Backwoods still rolled
Only smoke clean bs

Had to hit them petty stains
Cause I ain't have no petty shit
Robbing, free money I got
Cause I ain't have no settlement
Never bragging
Never flexing
You get robbed you ain't equipped
I got savages with me
And I got mobbers on my strip
Niggas Rich from serving shit
My bracket different I can't split
I peep when you moving
My pistol harassing him

I peep when you moving funny
My pistol a blast at him
I peep when you moving funny
My niggas attacking him

Testing me
Like suicide
I'm paranoid
And passing it
Bucket hat
Ain't have no ski
I risk it all for my respect
Ion care
I Can't get caught
I walk in faith and i am blessed
I don't see em
When I spin
Then I'm gone circle back around
Hopping out and upping it
Or backing in to blast at em
Popping out and tucking it
I feel like nino nash with it
Feel like Debo, bully season
Where the loot, need half of it
Feel like d o g g
Pitch it then pick the profit up
Feel like polo w my brack bitch
And I been cashing out
Feel like Nike, with my maxes
Just take, ain't asking em
Feel like turbo how I'm taxing
This shit so irrational

Picture perfect
If it's really worth it
I might hassle em
Hitting licks
Since I was young n worthless
I done mastered it
I remember
They tried killing us
But bro won't having it
Bro gone grab the gun
Gone mangle him
But we ain't wrestling
They think everything a joke
Til I bring mad max and them

It's Bee