BEEF WIT WHO Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Yea
Yea
Feel like eveytime nigga make me mad I make some Hard shit
Tell these niggas keep pissing me off
Hot
Yea
Money talk like Chris Tucker
Changed on who I'm still the same
Niggas ain't with me fuck em
Play one time I let it bang
Hustle seven days straight Nigga non stop u think I Still want the fame
Ball hit him strike who think he gon walk bet that Nigga need a cane
Sending shots
We could meek bitch send the dot
2k where my cake at to a broke nigga that's still a lot
Operating out faith nigga not fear yung'n not Folding
Besides the hate nigga still straight getting the cake All by my lonely
Yea
Real niggas round me so allat fake shit ion fall for
Bad bitch trynna convince me that she loyal Knowing she a dog hoe
Scan it where price 250 ok there go my bar code
You fake cripping don't date bitches
Can't fake kick it I hate niggas
I'm still the man
Bitch a barbie I'm black ken
Demons trynna come take a lit nigga soul shidd I Might let 'em in
Nigga pray every night angles on the side shid I can't Let 'em do it I'm god son
Commentators always asking me where my team at And Ian got one
Word around Nigga still slick want my bitch ok then Take her then
Nigga that's if u could
I just been laying that wood
The price when up when I changed that doubt and Said I fucking could
The hate ain't shit I could blow right na and have These niggas shook
Nigga said money the root of evil i think these Bitches is
Pussy bitch ain't worried bout u supporting me Cause my people is
Side bitch talm bout she want that birkin better Keep working then
Confidence way up how u gone make it cause I'm Certain yea
Pay it cash skrt off I go fast fast
Virgin bitch her first time getting dick dawg never Had sex
A in everything no cap on god expect that damn Math
Beef wit who don't care bout them lil boys been There did that yea
Money talk like Chris Tucker
Changed on who I'm still the same
Niggas ain't with me fuck em
Play one time I let it bang
Hustle seven days straight Nigga non stop u think I Still want the fame
Ball hit him strike who think he gon walk bet that Nigga need a cane
Sending shots
We could meek bitch send the dot
2k where my cake at to a broke nigga that's still a lot
Operating out faith nigga not fear yung'n not Folding
Besides the hate nigga still straight getting the cake All by my lonely
Yea
Hot
Yea
Feel like eveytime nigga make me mad I make some Hard shit
Tell these niggas keep pissing me off
Hot
Wheww
