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Neon Bean Lyrics[Intro]
(Racks way too tall)
(Yo Luca, where you at?)
(Zach, you killed this)

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, racks way too tall (Tall), yeah, racks way too large
All y'all racks way too small, yeah, I can't tell it apart (Yeah)
Coupe on astronomical, I tell it to park (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Yeah, I talk to my whips, I talk to my cars (Grr)
Yeah, everything Elon, yeah, I ain't talkin' 'bout the cars (Tesla)
Yeah, everything neon (Yeah), we in the dark (Dark)
Yeah, all of y'all peons (Yeah), you don't get that part
Yeah, I put a diamond purse on my bitch, yeah, tear it apart (Yeah)
How you afraid to ship out gas? How you afraid of a fart? (Gas)
Yeah, I'ma keep poppin' my shit like I'm a Pop-Tart
Yeah, I ain't stoppin' for shit, definitely not a cop car (Swerve)

[Verse]
Said she want the Birkin (What?), yeah, yeah, better put that work in (Duh)
I don't work a job no more, I'm not no servant (The bop)
Bitch, I don't take no orders I'm the sergeant (Yeah, listen)
Yeah, bulletproof the doors like an Insurgent (Phew, phew)
Diamonds finding Nemo, not no Dory, these sea urchins (Yeah, urchins)
Yeah, racks way too tall, know they plottin' on me to fall (Yeah)
No, please don't get involved with us if you respect the law (Woah)
Yeah, I can't trust nobody, no bitch, no snitch, at all
Yeah, my pockets only got blue in 'em, I might Lilo Stitch them all (Yeah)
I'm in Malibu at the Chrome Hearts (Ah, ah)
Yeah, one of one hoodie that's the GOAT part
Yeah, yo' bitch she slidin' through that dick just like a Go-kart (Skrrt)
I don't watch no anime, but I'm going Goku
Yeah, know they see me on the TV, on the Roku (Turn it on)
If I was an animal, I would be a raccoon
It's really a rack inside his name (Rack, rack), ooh-ooh
Sayin' Balenci' to me got lame but I still rock they shoes (Shoe)

[Chorus]
Yeah, I talk to my whips, I talk to my cars (Grr)
Yeah, everything Elon, yeah, I ain't talkin' 'bout the cars (Tesla)
Yeah, everything neon (Yeah), we in the dark (Dark)
Yeah, all of y'all peons (Yeah), you don't get that part
Yeah, I put a diamond purse on my bitch, yeah, tear it apart (Yeah)
How you afraid to ship out gas? How you afraid of a fart? (Gas)
Yeah, I'ma keep poppin' my shit like I'm a Pop-Tart
Yeah, I ain't stoppin' for shit, definitely not a cop car (Swerve)