Black Beatles
Rae Sremmurd Lyrics


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Black Beatles in the city, be back immediately
To confiscate the moneys (EarDrummers)
Rae Sremm, Guwop, Mike WiLL
I sent flowers, but you said you didn't receive 'em
But you said you didn't need them (Mike Will Made It)

That girl is a real crowd pleaser (oh, yeah)
Small world, all her friends know of me (they know me)
Young bull livin' like an old geezer (ah)
Quick-release the cash, watch it fall slowly (slowly)
Frat girls still tryna get even (tryna get even)
Haters mad for whatever reason (let it go)
Smoke in the air (hey), binge drinkin' (ah)
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle (then they lose it)

Gettin' so gone, I'm not blinkin'
What in the world was I thinkin'?
New day, new money to be made
There is nothing to explain
I'm a fuckin black Beatle, cream seats in the Regal
Rockin' John Lennon lenses, like to see 'em spread eagle
Took a bitch to the club and let her party on the table
Screamin', "Everybody's famous"
Like clockwork, I blow it all
And get some more
Get you somebody that can do both
Black Beatles got the babes belly rolling
She think she love me
I think she trollin'

That girl is a real crowd pleaser (oh, yeah)
Small world, all her friends know of me (they know me)
Young bull livin' like an old geezer (ah)
Quick-release the cash, watch it fall slowly (slowly)
Frat girls still tryna get even (tryna get even)
Haters mad for whatever reason (let it go)
Smoke in the air (hey), binge drinkin' (ah)
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle (then they lose it)

Came in with two girls, look like strippers in their real clothes
A broke hoe can only point me to a rich hoe
A yellow bitch with green hair, a real weirdo
Black man, yellow Lamb', red light, go (catch up)
They say that Guwop and them just came in through the side door (huh)
There's so much money on the floor, we buyin' school clothes (yeah)
Why you bring the money machine to the club for?
And a pint of lean, pound of weed, and a kilo (skrrt)
I Euro-step past a hater like I'm Rondo (wow)
I upgrade your baby mama to a condo (wow)
Like Chapo servin' yayo to the gringos
Black Beatle, club close when I say so

That girl is a real crowd pleaser (oh, yeah)
Small world, all her friends know of me (they know me)
Young bull livin' like an old geezer (ah)
Quick-release the cash, watch it fall slowly (slowly)
Frat girls still tryna get even (tryna get even)
Haters mad for whatever reason (let it go)
Smoke in the air (hey), binge drinkin' (ah)
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle (then they lose it)

She's a good teaser, and we blowin' reefer
Your body like a work of art, baby
Don't fuck with me, I'll break your heart, baby
D&G on me, I got a lot of flavor
15 hundred on my feet, I'm tryna kill these haters
I had haters when I was broke, I'm rich, I still got haters
I had hoes when I was broke, I'm rich, I'm still a player
I wear leather Gucci jackets like its still the '80s
I've been blowin' OG Kush, I feel a lil' sedated
I can't worry 'bout a broke nigga or a hater
Black Beatle, bitch, me and Paul McCartney related (yeah)

That girl is a real crowd pleaser (oh, yeah)
Small world, all her friends know of me (they know me)
Young bull livin' like an old geezer (ah)
Quick-release the cash, watch it fall slowly (slowly)
Frat girls still tryna get even (tryna get even)
Haters mad for whatever reason (let it go)




Smoke in the air (hey), binge drinkin' (ah)
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle (then they lose it)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Black Beatles by Rae Sremmurd and Gucci Mane describe their wild success and fame, as well as the lifestyle that comes with it. The line "That girl is a real crowd pleaser" refers to the attention that the girl they are talking about receives due to her association with them. The song also mentions quick cash and the extravagant spending that comes with newfound wealth. The line "I sent flowers but you said you didn't receive 'em, but you said you didn't need them" illustrates the disconnection that the rappers have with people who they perceive as lacking in their level of success.


The chorus and subsequent verses describe their lavish life choices, partying, and drug use. Gucci Mane's verse describes his wealth and achievements, as well as his disregard for those who are not on his level. He also makes references to breakups and his love life, but ultimately asserts his superiority to others. The song's lyrics paint a picture of excess and the unattainable lifestyle that many people aspire to.


Line by Line Meaning

Black Beatles in the city, be back immediately To confiscate the moneys (EarDrummers)
We have arrived in the city and will be back soon to collect all the money (EarDrummers)


Rae Sremm, Guwop, Mike WiLL I sent flowers, but you said you didn't receive 'em But you said you didn't need them (Mike Will Made It)
Rae Sremm, Gucci Mane, and Mike WiLL are present. Although flowers were sent, they were not received or needed (Mike WiLL Made It)


That girl is a real crowd pleaser (oh, yeah) Small world, all her friends know of me (they know me) Young bull livin' like an old geezer (ah) Quick-release the cash, watch it fall slowly (slowly) Frat girls still tryna get even (tryna get even) Haters mad for whatever reason (let it go) Smoke in the air (hey), binge drinkin' (ah) They lose it when the DJ drops the needle (then they lose it)
The girl present is popular and well-liked. She lives in a small world where everyone knows of the singer. He is living like an old, experienced person, but is quick to spend money slowly. Fraternity girls are still trying to get even, and haters are mad for unknown reasons. Smoke and drinking are prevalent, and people lose control when the DJ plays music.


Gettin' so gone, I'm not blinkin' What in the world was I thinkin'? New day, new money to be made There is nothing to explain I'm a fuckin black Beatle, cream seats in the Regal Rockin' John Lennon lenses, like to see 'em spread eagle Took a bitch to the club and let her party on the table Screamin', "Everybody's famous" Like clockwork, I blow it all And get some more Get you somebody that can do both Black Beatles got the babes belly rolling She think she love me I think she trollin'
The artist is heavily under the influence and not thinking clearly. Still, he knows there's new money to be made each day, and doesn't have to justify his actions. He's comparing himself to a famous black Beatle from The Beatles and has expensive tastes. He's taken a woman to the club and she's making a scene, claiming they're famous. He spends money like clockwork but will get more. He encourages others to find someone who can do both. Their music is popular with women, but he's unsure if they truly love him.


Came in with two girls, look like strippers in their real clothes A broke hoe can only point me to a rich hoe A yellow bitch with green hair, a real weirdo Black man, yellow Lamb', red light, go (catch up) They say that Guwop and them just came in through the side door (huh) There's so much money on the floor, we buyin' school clothes (yeah) Why you bring the money machine to the club for? And a pint of lean, pound of weed, and a kilo (skrrt) I Euro-step past a hater like I'm Rondo (wow) I upgrade your baby mama to a condo (wow) Like Chapo servin' yayo to the gringos Black Beatle, club close when I say so
The artist is accompanied by two women dressed provocatively but looking like regular people outside the club. He believes only broke people point out opportunities to make money. He spots an odd-looking woman with green hair. While driving a yellow Lamborghini, he accelerates through a red light. Gucci Mane enters through the side door, and they're making so much money, they can afford to buy school clothes. He's questioning why someone brought a money machine to the club. They're carrying around drugs and a hater, which he avoids easily. He's upgrading someone's baby momma to a condo and likening himself to Chapo serving drugs to the Americans. The club will only close when he says it will.


She's a good teaser, and we blowin' reefer Your body like a work of art, baby Don't fuck with me, I'll break your heart, baby D&G on me, I got a lot of flavor 15 hundred on my feet, I'm tryna kill these haters I had haters when I was broke, I'm rich, I still got haters I had hoes when I was broke, I'm rich, I'm still a player I wear leather Gucci jackets like its still the '80s I've been blowin' OG Kush, I feel a lil' sedated I can't worry 'bout a broke nigga or a hater Black Beatle, bitch, me and Paul McCartney related (yeah)
The woman present is seductive and smokes marijuana. Her body is a work of art, but it's warned not to cross the singer. He has a lot of style and is wearing expensive D&G items, and his shoes cost $1500. He wants to eliminate the haters through money. He's had haters in the past and is still having them now, but it doesn't bother him. Even though he's rich, he calls himself a player. He likes leather Gucci jackets from the '80s and feels relaxed from smoking marijuana. He's not concerned with people who don't have money, and claims that he's related to Paul McCartney.




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Aaquil Iben Brown, Khalif Ibn Brown, Michael Len Williams, Radric Delantic Davis

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