Beifong Lyrics

Getem dicey!

First off all praise to Elohim

When we was broke the racks intervened

When a nigga die tell G.O.D to send a beam

You ain't had the decency to tell me on the scene

Cucoloris hide your face, boy you's a cunt

Hydro-flask I got the tea on all you cunts

Who woulda thought?

Who woulda thank it?

Stay done passed the ball

Big dicey finna dunk it, had to!

Push metal like a Beifong

Phone rung, run the pack up to my day ones

They sprung, out here focused on my paystubs

Take funds I lay a track down like lace fronts

(Puuh)

Puffing on my gas might blow a damn lung

On your back lazy ain't have to work a day son

Fortune cookie say I'm bound for cake and then sum'n

I'll let God decide when I need a vacation (Don't sleep)

Sit and watch you plummet to the deep

Talking to a youngin' you's a creep

Survival of the fittest, ain't no room for the weak

Can't say I got your heart, lil bitch it ain't that deep

Imma always pick me!!

Who think they better they on

Co

Co

Co

Cocaïne

With every track I come with

Pro

Pro

Pro

Propane

Dummy he got got

Big7 we till we rot

Upside down 11 you get tossed

First time round you lucky it ain't cursed you

Cash, cream, cash, cream

Cash, cream, cash, cream

Cash, cream, cash, cream

Cash, cream, cash, cream

Push metal like a Beifong

Phone rung, run the pack up to my day ones

They sprung, out here focused on my paystubs

Take funds I lay a track down like lace fronts

(Puuh)

Puffing on my gas might blow a damn lung

On your back lazy ain't have to work a day son

Fortune cookie say I'm bound for cake and then sum'n

I'll let God decide when I need a vacation (Don't sleep)