BEYONCE Lyrics

Just like Beyonce I pull up and spaz

Why in the fuck would I touch on grass

Give me her number I'm eating her ass

Uh, wait

Shit is not up for grabs

Face shot, he hitting the dab

Hop in the Urus I pull off and stab

Hit it from the back like Dio Brando now she can't even stand, damn

Bitch do splits like DistroKid gon drop on this dick like Van Damme

She wanna make some music, might produce it, put it on BandCamp

Shawty gon sit on my face like the Pixar intro bitch I'm the damn lamp

Bitch I'm a stunt man like Tom Cruise, got this shit down to a science

How she gon pull up and ask for a date, I follow the code of the Mayans

Had to duck off this bitch hit the gas light she couldn't tell I was lying

Bro tried to run up he got done up they couldn't tell he was dying

My closet a bank

My pocket a bank

My whip is a tank

Slurping your shawty she making a drank, huh

Like fuck do you think

You got two jobs but you still not paid

So much gas I could whip two planes

Gave her dick two times she remember that day

Fuck a nigga whole shit up I creased his shoes and swerved

Naruto running on all of these bitches they really get played by a nerd

Snake Eyes shit came through all black I rizzed her up no words

Bold type font I don't waste no time Imma eat her ass then curve

Just like Beyonce I pull up and spaz

Why in the fuck would I touch on grass

Give me her number I'm eating her ass

Uh, wait

Shit is not up for grabs

Face shot, he hitting the dab

Hop in the urus I pull off and stab

Just like Beyonce I pull up and spaz

Why in the fuck would I touch on grass

Give me her number I'm eating her ass

Uh, wait

Shit is not up for grabs

Face shot, he hitting the dab

Hop in the urus I pull off and stab

Stab, stab, yeah, pull off and stab

Stab, stab, yeah, I pull off and stab

Stab, stab, yeah, pull off and stab

Stab, yeah, hop in the urus I pull off and stab