
Beyoncé Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Yeah, uh-uh
Yeah, uh-uh
Yeah, uh-uh
Yeah, yeah
Let go, let go
I'm with the robbers who rob the
I'm with the killers who kill the
I come through shit on me like I was still a toddler
Let's go, you feel me
It's so much bread out here, bruh
Get off your ass, nigga
I'm with the robbers who rob the killers
I'm with the killers who kill the robbers
Stick on me, I'll come through shit on me, like I was still a toddler
Bitch I'm the goat, and shit I barely post, that's just me feeling modest
These niggas bunk, I ain't dropped in some months and my shit still the hottest
Been in a funk, smokin' weed, eatin' junk, that's if we bein' honest
I'm fucked up, better merch it on some, I don't believe in promise
Might drop a 4 inside a lemonade, like I'm Beyoncé
I'm on the phone, choppin' it up, gettin' the game from Vonte
Baby, I'm boring, I can't flex
I like gettin' checks and havin' sex
I was outside in the jects
I got your call it wasn't collect
When I walk, I got kel-tech
I poured a 4 cause I was stressed
Like a fish caught in a net
I'm stuck here waitin' for your text
Bae, I'm a mess
You wanna leave, but I know how I am
Can't be upset
I'm contemplatin' death
But still goin' out like a vet, okay
You losin' my respect
By that shit you post on the net
So bae, I'm just gon' tell you bet
I can't argue, I barely slept today
Mixin' all of these drugs, I really need to be cautious
Sweatin' out my sleep, I'm wakin' up super nauseous
I finally done lost it
I open my eyes, I get up, I'm still exhausted
I'm with the robbers who rob the killers
I'm with the killers who kill the robbers
Stick on me, I'll come through shit on me, like I was still a toddler
Bitch I'm the goat, and shit I barely post, that's just me feeling modest
These niggas bunk, I ain't dropped in some months and my shit still the hottest
Been in a funk, smokin' weed, eatin' junk, that's if we bein' honest
I'm fucked up, better merch it on some, I don't believe in promise
Might drop a four inside a lemonade, like I'm Beyoncé
I'm on the phone, choppin' it up, gettin' the game from Vonte