[VERSE 1]
Dropped outta school to put ranch on my plate
Racks to be count but I spend it on 8's
I got hella beans coming thru the front gate
Your bitch right here saying she wanna taste
I got 50 racks with a lil bitch's name
I just wanna fuck but we don't feel the same
Says she wanna be a roadie, wanna fuck up on the team
But she ain't fucking loyal she just wanna pop beans
Cans fulla good shit, call me Chef Boyardee
223 on me so they riding backseat
Extra comma in the bank, I use it to eat
I can make a hella meal but you don't want beef
We chop it up and fill it to the line like louis
Her prada bag full of ranch, spillin out the codeine
She wanna do it right, smoke the callie, catch a movie
Imma stay inside, throw some bands imma eat
Shawty getting closer, she be reaching for my pocket
Move her hand closer, now she deep inside my wallet
Tell my team this shit easy, I've been on a roll
Piping stuck wit diamonds kick a plumber out the door
Pockets overflowing, drippin water on the floor
Wet floor sign, on her bed and her drawers
She wearing almost nothing, now she finna do her dance
Kick her ass out, agent got that beans & ranch
[VERSE 2]
I make those beans i be whipping the pot
When i need my ranch yeah ill whip out my cock
We not on that gay shit i got some long socks
Yeah I'm Roddy Rich I cook it up in the fucking box
When I am hot yeah you pass me the torch
We gon kill these niggas don't show no remorse
Yeah I am Bart come and eat my fucking shorts
We cooking the beans everywhere yeah we cooking it in the porch
I sell my beans its time to get my bands now
They want the recipe yeah they asking how
We stack this money 7’6 high like Big Yao
We living up to the hype I hope you proud
The cops pull up to our door yeah they asking for more we get down on the floor niggas ask we ignore, yeah they ask for the recipe, we tell em it's chemistry, beans and ranch is our legacy, they tell us it's a necessity
Fuck that nigga I don't need no assist
Full round of explosive ammo gon bake his fucking dick
This ain't no video game you cannot move that stick
When its 12 I get the spraying when the clock hit that bitch
She keep on blowing on my dick like a whistle
Reloading the refried beans into my pistol
Make this shit look so simple
Bitch I'm like crash when he collecting those crystals
He wants my beans ill send you a missile
Sucking my dick she said she like deez
So i could stay up she got on her knees
The beans got me getting pussy like vip
Im like curry getting buckets when he splash the three
She doing it good yes I'm spilling my ranch
I'm like Hatty i buckle my pants
Vibing to beans you know i hit that dance
Don't get off balance you better keep your stance
[SKIT]
Franklin: So is it my turn now..?
Gigoe: N-No dude, you’re not on this song
Franklin: but why
Mangy: get out
(door closes)
(door opens)
Franklin: THIS ISNT FAIR!!
IM CALLING THE POLICE...
(gun shot)
Gigoe: AHHHHHHH OH NO
Phone: 911, What's your emergency?
Gigoe: Want some Beans and Ranch?
Phone: Hell yeah
[VERSE 3]
Yeah I am Gigoe my mom calls me bonito
I eat them beans up when I am incognito
I got these beans I put it inside my burrito
Got the ranch put it all over my dough
When I eat the beans, I be making it snow
I fire the beans, yeah I needa reload
I just ate the beans, now I'm playing banjos
I made this recipe in a big place called Mexico
I gave these beans to my father he asked, "Woah are you Harry Potter?" Yeah I'm gonna be a scholar, the beans are making me stronger, I sell them more than a dollar, I'll slaughter your daughter, I be drinking some water, Yeah Bill Nye, I'm getting way smarter
I wipe the ranch off the table, y'know like Mr. Clean
I got the bean instinct, yeah it's in my fuckin' genes
I'm like Mario, I eat beans like piranha plant
Now I hop off the beat, this is Beans and Ranch 2!
