Beamer Interlude

[Intro: Lu-Kusa WOE]
Woah
Woah
Woah
Uh

[Chorus: Lu-Kusa WOE]
Bim-Bimmer (Hmm), please hold the keys to my Bimmer (Hmm)
No pat down through the back when I enter (Hmm)
No pat down through the back when I enter (Hmm)
No pat down through the back when I enter

[Verse 1: Lu-Kusa WOE]
East, I'm barely top five if you ask me
Underrated, can't be dealin' with the catfish
Every time I'm out, I spit it with the flashes (Talk that shit, boy)
R.I.P. to Ol' Dirty Bastard, I'm Gucci on attachments
I caught the holy ghost, now I'm floatin' like Aladdin
Faith and hope, it always cancels backstabbers (Hmm)
This your time to go (Hmm), ain't goin' out like Sebastian (Hmm)
Damn, he got caught without his ratchet (Hmm), lights, camera, action
I need it, I need it, got cold shoulders like— (Ooh)
'Til fair play made better, just prayed, strengthen my odds (Ayy)
The stormers rep with the greener than other side's lawns
Check my unit, fifty-eight, should've been one like James Bond (Yeah)

[Chorus: Lu-Kusa WOE]
Bim-Bimmer (Uh), who got the keys to my Bimmer? (Yeah)
No pat down through the back when I enter (This that shit, boy)
No pat down through the back when I enter
No pat down through the back when I—
Bim-Bimmer, who got the keys to my Bimmer?
No pat down through the back when I enter
No pat down through the back when I enter
No pat down through the back when I enter

[Verse 2: KingAB]
Big Bimmer, diamonds on my neck, Aquafina (Yeah)
Diamonds on my neck, wanna see me
Bizzle just a dreamer, she all up on my dick 'cause I'm clean ('Cause I'm clean)
Fuck this shit, I'm servin' fiends (Yeah)
Gotta chase my dreams
Gotta move forward with my team (Huh)
Every nigga on go gotta get the green (Go)
Car so cold, I seen the needle in his jeans (L)
Can't believe the top down, singin' "Billie Jean" (Yeah)

[Verse 3: T-Bell]
Singin' "Billie Jean" with a bad bitch (Yeah)
Top down, 401, so lavish
Who is T-Bell? (Who?) Who is that nigga? (Me)
I am the new Puff, I am the new Jigga (Yeah)
Y'all really said it, I'm livin' like I meant it
Fuck a hater's opinions, them shits be overzealous (Nigga)
Any nigga don't believe it, they can come and tell me
I write the hottest sixteens, them shits gon' make me wealthy, Bimmer

[Chorus: Lu-Kusa WOE]
Bim-Bimmer, please hold the keys to my Bimmer
No pat down through the back when I enter
No pat down through the back when I enter
No pat down through the back when I enter