Beauty Lyrics

Ok, fuck around and see

If you fuckers can beat me, nah

Pop a couple beans

Why these pussies be on my scene?

Yeah

Fuck a flex, I stretch my pockets out like Luffy do

Go so hard, I go electric like I'm Pikachu

Drive fast, bitch I burn cash

Imma smoke past, cigarette ash

Kick my feet on the dash, yeah

It's a beauty, uh excuse me

When they ask "Do I go hard", I just say absolutely

I'm just stunting on these bitches when I fidget

While you run around the block I'm running up all of my digits

Yeah my business getting better

Like my health, call it fitness

Cos the green that I'm getting ain't no veggies

Nah these papers Benjamin

Paint my nails I'm feminine

The pink and blue shit mixing well

I'm genuine

You bitches see through, y'all are gelatine

I got your kind hanging on my neck

The shiny stones

Might cop a ghost, double R

Best interior by far, ugh

Fuck around and see

If you fuckers can beat me, nah

Pop a couple beans

Why these pussies be on my scene?

Yeah

Fuck a flex, I stretch my pockets out like Luffy do

Go so hard, I go electric like I'm Pikachu

Drive fast, bitch I burn cash

Imma smoke past, cigarette ash

Kick my feet on the dash, yeah

It's a beauty, uh excuse me

When they ask "Do I go hard", I just say absolutely

Hit the gas, no tunnel vision

Run the beats like I run a business

Ain't nobody top me, everybody's top 3

I'm so sophistic

Medicate then I make

"Oh but he said, oh but she said."

Girlie rate, what I create

No Tyler, Imma roll in peace man

I am just out of my comfort, I'm running up numbers

they starting to move

Everyone talking bout nada, these people wear Prada

the devil in suits

I am just telling my truth

Every time that I step in a booth

I might become a recluse

Then again, I ain't gon' lose

Fuck around and see

If you fuckers can beat me, nah

Pop a couple beans

Why these pussies be on my scene?

Yeah

Fuck a flex, I stretch my pockets out like Luffy do

Go so hard, I go electric like I'm Pikachu

Drive fast, bitch I burn cash

Imma smoke past, cigarette ash

Kick my feet on the dash, yeah

It's a beauty, uh excuse me

When they ask "Do I go hard", I just say absolutely