Beverly Hills Lyrics

In Beverly Hills straight covered in grease
I'm a lone-ass cowboy stuck in my jeans
Drinking PBR, got a couple in me
Won't drive no truck if it's way to clean
Golly, goodness me
For the bootcut boys it's always green (it's always green)
Come round here, better pack some heat
I run with bandits, hang with the thieves

Price on my head, got the law on my back
Too many ops I can never look back
Pray for a lick and you thought I was it
Don't lose your life for a couple of racks (a couple of racks)
Ay, I feel like D-Wade, give 'em a heat wave
We chase 'em down on the freeway
Ay, don't give a f*ck if it's your b-day
I hand it off like a relay

In Beverly Hills straight covered in grease
I'm a lone-ass cowboy stuck in my jeans
Drinking PBR, got a couple in me
Won't drive no truck if it's way to clean
Golly, goodness me
For the bootcut boys it's always green (it's always green)
Come round here, better pack some heat
I run with bandits, hang with the thieves Got a purebred racehorse parked in my crib
Got two six-shooters on the side of my hip
Run up on me if you tired of living
I walk in the spot (it's the outlaw, run)
And I got a few words for the law man
Big choppas came through, a quick draw man
Got my feet up on the table like I own this bitch
One wrong move, I'll let it blow in this bitch, aye
RIP Kobe, I'm balling like him
We made it out when the chances were slim
Said I was crazy, went out on a limb
I took a L, turned it [?] to a win
Me and the money, we tied at the hip
Hit the saloon, had to count up the chips
Dance for me baby, I double the tip
Life is a movie, I don't need a script

In Beverly Hills straight covered in grease
I'm a lone-ass cowboy stuck in my jeans
Drinking PBR, got a couple in me
Won't drive no truck if it's way to clean
Golly, goodness me
For the bootcut boys it's always green (it's always green)
Come round here, better pack some heat
I run with bandits, hang with the thieves

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