Be on Lyrics

I been, I been, I was tellin' em, ayy, I ain't done it, uh, uh, yeah, uh, uh, uh

Purchase all the clout like I'm doin' time If we get to drive, then we spinnin' blocks

I been on my stuff up on the beach, I give a fuck, I just wanna kill him, yeah

While that nigga dissy gettin' hit up with that stinky ass, mmm, mmm, mmm

Pop my shit, I don't give a fuck about a bitch, I come through slangin' on

Them niggas dissed up on the gate like we was shockin' down

Run them down, smokin' loud, get them gone

Type of shit that I be on, type of shit that get your head blown

That type of shit that make your mama wanna write a song

That type of shit that make your daddy wanna kick me too

I beat the block, I beat it up, just like I'm inside of her gut

I swear to God I'll make him see, cause now they wanna kill a bitch

We rollin' woods right back to back, I wanna put it in her bag

I tell her toot that ass up, and put your head down

Motherfucker turn my song, bout to have her mad that she don't even know

That I'm really a rich young nigga

I come through tryna whack a nigga, tryna blow his head off

I come through bumpin' auto, now they wanna know who that is

I come from Nola, but I swear I do not rap like

I had to show him that I'm the one who gon' kill a bitch, mmm, mmm, mmm

Don't make me mad, ho, cause I swear that I'm a spaz ho

Get the drink and then I blast, ho, mmm, mmm, mmm

Smoke it on the shit, give my stick right to my bitch

Tell her shoot it if she can, cause I know I'm a shawty

She probably want me to fuckin' BFO

Yo, spittin' in that whip, shot out the tires, he ain't make it fall

Ain't write my lyrics, freestyle, yo, fuck what they be sayin' though

Them niggas wanna smoke with who? I guess I gotta throw it to him

Watch inside the clock, like I'm doing time

If we get a drive, then we spendin' blows

I been on my step up on a bitch, I give a fuck, I just wanna kill him, yeah

My lil' niggas, bitch, she gettin' hit up with that sticky ass, mmm, mmm, mmm

Fuck my shit, I give a fuck about a bitch that come through slingin' on

Them niggas is up on the game like we won't chop them down

Run them down, spoken loud, get them gone

Type of shit that I be on, type of shit that get your head blown

That type of shit that make yo' mama wanna write a song

That type of shit that make yo' daddy wanna keep me toned

I beat the block, I beat it up, just like when I'm inside her gut

I know that she really be fuckin' with a youngin' who made money

She don't want no broke niggas, she that bitch, she like a gold digger

Beat the pussy till it's no good, punch her in the clutch like I'm doin' time

I catch a momma, run him down, I swear that I been rollin' low

Them hollow tips rip through yo' body, mmm, mmm, mmm

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