BUTTERFLIES Songtext
von Lil Bean

Eli
I still get butterflies, yeah

I still get butterflies
You can tell I ain′t been the same since my brother died
I know a nigga that'll blow you down for a four of wock
I know I nigga that say he real but he for sure is not

Diamonds on my wrist
I got diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my bitch
I got diamonds on my hand and I got a stick
Please don′t jump in my DM if it's about a bitch

What the fuck is that?
That's your bitch tryna suck me, she just sent a text
Tell ′em boys if they gon′ come they better come correct
Man y'all niggas play with choppas and I got the F

What the fuck is that?
Got so many chains on I can′t hold my neck
It's always money on them books since I know he′ll step
And why thеse niggas say my name if they ain't talking facts?


If you ain′t gon' keep it rеal why say my name at all?
Don't put my name next to no clown ′cause I am not involved
Could take an L and bounce back, yeah I can shake it off
If she ain′t tryna give no head then tell her take a walk

Yeah, I guess I'm too legit
I like running bands up and bro like shooting shit
You do whatever for these hoes, that shit ain′t making sense
These niggas worried about a like, I'm tryna take a risk

Yeah, I cannot complain
My bitch be mad, I′m outside, I been out for some days
Bitch, I'm focused on this bag, I′m tryna make it shake
Let my cousin out them gangs, I pray that he make a way

Yeah, she know I'm too exclusive
BItch come over right now, I'm tryna make a movie
Do that funny shit again and I swear you gon′ lose me
Damn I′m 'posed to be a rapper, I′m in a car with shooters

Racks can't fit inside my pocket so it′s in a bag
Crazy that I'm having shit I never thought to have
Bitch I got it out the mud, why these niggas mad?
They gon′ think Corona over, bro forgot his mask


Getting money that's my habit
I can really turn a bad bitch into a savage
I can really work the AMG inside the traffic
I can really see the real bitch inside a rapper

Too much instigating
They be all up on my page they be Insta hating
I heard they came and took your Foreign, you wasn't making payments
Same niggas laughing now, they gon′ be crying later

Yeah, I guess I′m too legit
I like running bands up and bro like shooting shit
You do whatever for these hoes, that shit ain't making since
These niggas worried ′bout a like, I'm tryna take a risk

Yeah, I cannot complain
My bitch be mad I′m outside, I been out for some days
Bitch I'm focused on this bag, I′m tryna make it shake
Let my cousin out them gangs, I pray he make a way