Beat It ft. BL33CH Lyrics

Beat it, beat it, throwing her ass, this bitch be teasing

Yo, bitch, leave it with me tonight, I swear to God she cheating

Two twin Glocks they twenty-ones , B4B gon' get it done

Up the yop they all gon' run, no pape damn these niggas bums

We came out the fucking slums, pop a pill, get crazy dumb

This shit pure, this shit potent, came in fast, yeah, it's transported

All these bitches love to snort it, energized just like a Tesla

All this white I feel like Elsa, OG Ray Ray move it better

Told that bitch to throw that ass, tryna see if it's gon clap

She done put it on my lap, dick not hard bitch that's my scrap

Be with demons, no gun safety, we ready to squeeze it

Uppin the count opps can't get even, flash your shit, we get to thieving

Electrician want the static, all these guns stay with attachments

Call of Duty my vision active, keep on playing we gon' stamp you

Like damn, what the fuck happened, hit the spot where they was trapping

Hating ass nigga I see the tension, on my hip I keep extensions

Plenty bodies done went missing, hit they mommas, hit they children

Don't give a fuck about who up in it, if this bitch don't listen, I'ma have to

Tell the bitch beat it, got out my dm's, swear I'ma slap the lil bitch when I see him

Say he gon' do this and that, nah, but we gon' put your lil' name on the cement

Rocking all black on a Wednesday, niggas look up to the kid, they be calling me sensei

Yeah, I just bought me a pound and my rent paid, niggas be trippin' bout bitches, ain't relate

It's like 2AM and a young nigga been faded, they wanna be in my position

I know I was doing you wrong, had to cut you off, it was hard when you made the incision

So now when I do what I know I'm gon' do, I'ma act like a fool, and send you a million

Be riding around in that big body jet, that bitch gon' hear about it, uh

Catch you lacking, wrong place, uh, wrong time

They some demons aiming at your head, you gon' lose your mind

These niggas mad, he turned into a pack, now his mama crying

Chrome heart on my sleeve, I leave them leaking, I ain't never lying

Wipe that nigga nose and get him gone, I did it plenty times

I heard you one of those, come sell y'all soul, I'm right on Lakeline

Drop the top, stomp the gas, and I'm off the block

And I be thinking bout my girl, when I'm with a thot

Like fuck I'm trippin', what I'm doing, but I never stop

Don't ask me why, cause I don't know, so

Tell the bitch beat it, get out my dm's, swear I'ma slap lil' bitch when I see him

Say you gon' do this and that, nah, but we gon' put your lil' name on the cement

Wake up in the morning and I'm mad

Text her bitch, say she cute, leave her, make her sad

Everyday I wake up to Margiela and some cash

It's like I'm on a rampage, devastation with this black

Leave a goofy geekin he can't walk, we made him lag

It's Sunday, so I'm gambling with the bros we playing craps