[Intro: Lil Bean]
My style sound quiet but aggressive

[Chorus: Lil Bean]
In these streets we play for keeps, we playin’ hard ball
Bitch we brothers not a gang we don’t ball hog
I’m on my 10 365 no I can’t call off
N***a mad about his bitch up in my car in love (yeah)
Baby like my style say I’m quiet but aggressive
Play with me we steppin’ got it ain’t no question
Bro like Tom Brady throwin’ bullets you gon’ catch em’
I don’t deal with peasants don’t you block your blessing

[Verse 1: ZayBang]
When that war wrong n***as comin’ through we steppin’
Doin’ all that talkin’ teach his ass a lesson
Beaner told me brother we gon’ do this with aggression
I conversate with god cause I got n***as up in Hеaven
My momma told me keep that pistol on me likе it’s legal
Lil baby see my chains, she think I’m playin’ for the Eagles
I heard them n***as plottin’ in this life it ain’t no redo
You fell out with your brothers cause them n***as ain’t gon’ feed you
Baby like my style, she say I’m loud and I’m aggressive
I told her we should take it slow cause you gon’ get possessive
And we gon’ wipe his brother down so he gon’ get the message
These pussy n***as hatin’ fuck around and block your blessings
And we ain’t given’ passes pussy n***a we just shootin’
He speakin’ on his brothers, you know that n***a losin’
He say he keep a pole that pussy n***a better use it
Really where I’m from and pussy I ain’t get to choose it
[Chorus: Lil Bean]
In these streets we play for keeps, we playin’ hard ball
Bitch we brothers not a gang we don’t ball hog
I’m on my 10 365 no I can’t call off
N***a mad about his bitch up in my car in love (yeah)
Baby like my style say I’m quiet but aggressive
Play with me we steppin’ got it ain’t no question
Bro like Tom Brady throwin’ bullets you gon’ catch em’
I don’t deal with peasants don’t you block your blessing

[Verse 2: Lil Bean]
Get a geazy 22 but it hold 23
Everybody buckle down I’m backin’ 23’s
Ain’t tryna ride no n***a wave, but let’s go overseas
I used to be a snotty nose, but now they notice me
And you can’t blame the generation cause they ain’t had no guidance
I get weapon violence, kill em’ with my kindness
I heard n***as speakin’ on me, I just keep it silent
Under we ain’t hidin’, pressure it make diamonds
First these n***as hate me now they love me shit confusin’
Supposed to be my brother, speakin’ down shit amusin’
In this shit together but they’d rather n***as losin’
I can be the star play my role Kyle Kuzma
N***as think that they the shit until the world show you balance
Fakin’ that shit childish, you’re not a challenge
I can’t wait the day I call B and say we made it
Lotta n***as hate it, Love but its faker
[Chorus: Lil Bean]
In these streets we play for keeps, we playin’ hard ball
Bitch we brothers not a gang we don’t ball hog
I’m on my 10 365 no I can’t call off
N***a mad about his bitch up in my car in love (yeah)
Baby like my style say I’m quiet but aggressive
Play with me we steppin’ got it ain’t no question
Bro like Tom Brady throwin’ bullets you gon’ catch em’
I don’t deal with peasants don’t you block your blessing