Beat It ft. Brazxy Lyrics

I'm that nigga, need to get that through y'all mind

My niggas out here spinnin' shit, y'all niggas out here dyin

Had to let that lil' bitch go, ain't got no time for all that lyin

Any nigga run up on me, send his bitch ass to the sky

I'm on his plate, gotta make sure that I'm always eatin

Michael Jackson, after I fuck this lil' bitch, gotta beat it

My young niggas lookin' after me, I know I'm leadin

Don't get confused on what I rep, just know I'm bleedin

She serve no purpose, I save the name as fuck buddy

But she confused, cause she want Brazxy to be her hubby

And the only thing that I'm marryin' is gens and money

I got that smirk up on my face, just know I'm up to somethin

Sippin' juice, it got me in my head thinkin

These niggas say that they gon' kill me, boy, I know they prankin

He talkin' shit, belt to ass, that lil' boy need a spankin

Every time them niggas get to throwin' shots, they always clankin

I told the gang, don't put the em with your lil motions

I told my young niggas don't hit no bitch without that token

I fuck with the mob, nigga that's why I throw it up

And just know your whole gang can't compare to none of us

Fuck the B's, only B's you catch me ridin' with is Brazxy

Got that call Lil Dame died, it hurt my heart, that shit was crazy

Too much money in the world, so if you broke nigga you lazy

How the fuck y'all head hunters, y'all sent them shots, y'all barely graze me

Hold on, I told bro spin till he lose balance

These lil' niggas ain't no gangsters, real G's they move in silence

G-E-N, rippin' through your skin, I condone in violence

We gon' spin, ain't scared of the pen, nigga, fuck the sirens

Bro too legit, the way he whip, he in that bitch with Miley Cyrus

You niggas suck, you bitches make me sick, y'all got coronavirus

Brodie known for cuttin' up, that boy in love with switching lanes

I could be old, I see a opp, then I'm gon' beat him with my cane

Opp nigga steady, tryna talk, I keep it brief like I got Hanes

In real life, I hate this beef shit, cause it ain't shit to gain

Finna start smackin' niggas if they claimin' bro ain't put in pain

Tote a K, Throw the K, We the K's, Long Live Dame