[Intro]
(DTB, that's a slap)

[Chorus: Lil Bean]
Yeah, ooh-wee
Jim and Bean, 22nd, 33
Comin' off the hip, it's a drum, twenty-three
Come here, baby, won't you come and ride with me?
Yeah, a n***a got some money, I still come from poverty
We still ridin' in them rentals, one up top, it's gotta be
I like slidin' through my hood, they all say they proud of me
This lil' bitch economy, after one night, she gotta leave

[Verse 1: Offset Jim]
Bean, they don't want no money, they allergic to pape'
Got a monkey on my back, I be trappin' in Bape
Hundred thousand in my closet, two more in the safe
Totin'— totin' sticks up in the trench, behind walls with a shank (Ayy)
I been swimmin' with the sharks since I jumped in the tank (Ayy)
Young rich trap n***a, bitch, fuck what they think (Facts)
I be laughin' to the bank, doin' shit that you can't
I do my thing, I can't complain, I'm the man and you ain't, hey
Talkin' crazy from a cell, bro slicin' his face
If you listen to this shit, it's already too late (Ayy)
Money on the floor and you know that I ate
Rap n***as cap n***as, we know that they fake
[Chorus: Lil Bean]
Ooh-wee
Jim and Bean, 22nd, 33
Comin' off the hip, it's a drum, twenty-three
Come here, baby, won't you come and ride with me?
Yeah, a n***a got some money, I still come from poverty
We still ridin' in them rentals, one up top, it's gotta be
I like slidin' through my hood, they all say they proud of me
This lil' bitch economy, after one night, she gotta leave, yeah

[Verse 2: Offset Jim]
Jim and Bean up in this bitch, ho, you know you in trouble
Hit a n***a with a blitz, celebrate when he fumble
Hundred thousand up in blues, fuck bein' humble
I been ballin' on these n***as, LeBron in the bubble
Runnin' plays and catchin' fades, you know, the usual
Runnin' routes and gettin' money what I choose to do (Ayy)
N***as broke, ain't no way these bitches choosin' you (Ayy)
Opps don't slide down this block 'cause we done blues-ed a few
Drop a hundred, touch a hundred like I'm supposed to do
Need a n***a tapered up, then I can coach you through
N***as broke talkin' cash, we all know a few
Before the EDD, never noticed you

[Chorus: Lil Bean]
Yeah, ooh-wee
Jim and Bean, 22nd, 33
Comin' off the hip, it's a drum, twenty-three
Come here, baby, won't you come and ride with me?
Yeah, a n***a got some money, I still come from poverty
We still ridin' in them rentals, one up top, it's gotta be
I like slidin' through my hood, they all say they proud of me
This lil' bitch economy, after one night, she gotta leave, yeah
[Outro: Lil Bean]
Keep pop
Ridin' through the city, one up top
I'm just savin' money, keep this burner by the Wock'
Ain't no job, I'm still workin' overtime
All these n***as pourin' feelings on they story need to stop
First Accord, now a n***a pull up foreign to the spot
Brother rap, but that ain't his first love, it's a Glock
He just love bendin' blocks
Worked his way up to a chop, n***a