Bbno$ & Rich Brian – ​edamame Lyrics

Bbno Rich Brian ​edamame Lyrics

Bbno$ & Rich Brian – ​edamame Lyrics

Bbno$ ​edamame Lyrics, edamame Lyrics by Bbno$ & Rich Brian

Balls hanging low while I pop a bottle off a yacht
Chain swanging, clang-clang and it cost a lot
Bitch, I’m always at the guala, yeah, and you are not
Bad ass bit, keep going ’til you hit the spot, woah
I’m a big bag hunter with the bow
She got a big bag, drop it, drop it low
Mama called me and she happy with the glow
Never ever fold for a thotty, that’s a now (Yeah, ayy)

Just popped, they gave me about a million options
Sell the stock and I stop
Doin’ the green and I rock
Green is bringin’ the peace
I’m bumpin’ that Pac in the car, pretendin’ I got all the eyes on me
Got a bad baby and she’s independent
So many people older than me that’s seakin’ attention
When they warned me ’bout the goofies, man, that shit a listen
And the spell of the money my strangest addiction, uh

She tip for dick, I let her lick
I had to dip, I’m off a fifth and I’m rich now
I bought a whip, I paint it pink
It drive itself, the fuck you think? Yeah, I’m rich now

Ayy lil’ mama, yeah, you heard about me
I’ma pop ya like a pea, yeah, edamame
Yeah, feel so hot like I’m chillin’ on the beach
Yeah, baby in the sun like to turn into a beast

Balls hanging low while I pop a bottle off a yacht
Chain swanging, clang-clang and it cost a lot
Bitch, I’m always at the guala, yeah, and you are not
Bad ass bit, keep going ’til you hit the spot, woah
I’m a big bag hunter with the bow
She got a big bad bag, drop it, drop it low
Mama called me and she happy with the glow
Never ever fold for a thotty, that’s a no

I’ve been in the club and takin’ shots, have you got your mask?
I’m finna fuck her, you gettin’ cropped, hoppin’ out the [?]
[?] like I block the way bottom
[?] ice cold as dry my face
Don’t need that VVS, my ice is fake
Your life is fake
Basing your opinions on what the majors said
I renovate, the bad energy I erase, uh

Yeah, I don’t ever really wanna talk, talk, talk, talk
Only really ever want the top, top, top, top
Guess I’m goin’ back to the sock, sock, sock, sock
At least this money never really stop, stop, stop, stop

Ayy lil’ mama, yeah, you heard about me
I’ma pop ya like a pea, yeah, edamame
Yeah, feel so hot like I’m chillin’ on the beach
Yeah, baby in the sun like to turn into a beast

Balls hanging low while I pop a bottle off a yacht
Chain swanging, clang-clang and it cost a lot
Bitch, I’m always at the guala, yeah, and you are not
Bad ass bit, keep going ’til you hit the spot, woah
I’m a big bag hunter with the bow
She got a big bag, drop it, drop it low
Mama called me and she happy with the glow
Never ever fold for a thotty, that’s a no

Written by; Bbno$, Rich Brian