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PSA Lyrics by Nyora Spouse

Beam Me Up

2015

[Intro: Nyora Spouse]
Ah, bitch
Yeah, slumped
Hoe, bitch, bitch
[?] on the beat, bitch!
Nyora Spouse
[Verse 1: Nyora Spouse]
The Blkkk God in all black, hit a lick on your bitch
Getting these commas and ducking the drama
Head on the hammer of the fucking shit
Filthy rich, I'm a young nigga
With Steez, I’m a rap nigga
Putting up these niggas 6 feet deep
Slide through the city, I'm packing the heat
Got this badass Latina, she all on my meat
10 Gs for the pussy, I hope I don't skeet
Why your dumb bitch keep blowing up my line
She don’t wanna be your girl, she just wanna be mine
I don't want that damn hoe, I'mma throw her to the side
I'mma roll my weed up, and relax while she reply
I'mma let, I'mma let, I'mma I'mma I’mma let-
I’mma let y'all know, Nyora be toting great dope
You claim you got money, you don’t
You glaim you got [?] but are you doing coke
I'm from the same cities where niggas hit licks
Where niggas get [?] they serving the picks
The cornerstone spot, beat a king on your block
FPS on me, pull up with the Glock
[Bridge: Nyora Spouse]
Isn't that your [?], born on [?], born on black
Just got fire head, cause I'm spazzing, never coming back
And you fucking dead, if you sleeping or if you lacking
I pull up with the MACs, work a pussy, wh-what you slappin?
[Hook: AleXander Grand]
I’mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all know
You niggas wasn't invited, don't open up my door
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all know
This sick shit is inside here, y'all ain't rocking my clothes
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all know
When a nigga enlightened, y'all ain't reaching that hoe
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all niggas know
That F.P.S. is my set, and then we comin' in droves
[Verse 2: AleXander Grand]
Man, I don't give a fuck! Man, I don't give a fuck!
Why you niggas still talkin'? I don't mean to disrupt
But damn, I don't give a fuck, can you see, I don't give a fuck
You the opposite of excitement, and that's why I won't fuck
These bitches act like a nigga want it, hoe, why you flaunting?
I don't got time for no woman, and thats just to keep it 100
These niggas act like I'm lying, bitch, you was excited
F.P.S. moving metric tonnes, I gotta cover it, like, I'm rising
I'm high up and I'm dying, I'm flying like I'm Orion
I see you by the horizon, and that's why she climbing
Nobody knew who the fuck that I was
Not until I started breaking the buds
They screaming my name, give AG his fame
I'm in with the king, [?] my flame
[Hook: AleXander Grand]
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all know
You niggas wasn't invited, don't open up my door
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all know
This sick shit is inside here, y'all ain't rocking my clothes
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all know
When a nigga enlightened, y'all ain't reaching that hoe
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all niggas know
That F.P.S. is my set, and then we comin' in droves
[Verse 3: Au Flexgod]
101 bitches, I got more to go
Fighting ass niggas, they taking my flow
Au, bitch, you know everything gold
No weed left, bitch, everything rolled
Au so cold, putting bitches on hold
Sever rap niggas, my skills getting honed
High grade weed, bitch, I'm getting stoned
Fuck with Au, and you is getting owned
F.P.S. nigga them boys be my gang
Moving that work, bitch, we get it from Wayne
Distribute that shit, then we order some chains
Lame ass niggas, I know you can't hang
I get all my knowledge from [?] frozen fang
[?] ass nigga, I buy you big bangs
Pull up in a Benz, nigga, fuck your new Range
Gold Flexgod, and it's time for my reign
Just flipped a brick, spent the cash on a chain
Can't go through life without having some pain
[?], bitch they call me Bruce Wayne
Can't let you go, bitch I just watch them get brained
What a crazy nigga, all these thoughts in my brain
I've told a dumb bitch that a nigga insane
I've told you people that I just want the fame
I'mma let y'all know, just stay in your lane!
[Hook: AleXander Grand]
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all know
You niggas wasn't invited, don't open up my door
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all know
This sick shit is inside here, y'all ain't rocking my clothes
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all know
When a nigga enlightened, y'all ain't reaching that hoe
I'mma let y'all know, I'mma let y'all niggas know
That F.P.S. is my set, and then we comin' in droves

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