BEAT DAT 304 Lyrics

Ride up, get back up, ride up, ride up, get back up

Yeah, get back up, ride up, get back up

Lil' crummy-ass, bummy-ass bitch

Lil' crummy-ass, bummy-ass bitch

Actin' like she like that

Bitches ain't standin' on business

Eww, eww

I beat up bitch in designer Chanel tennis and Balenciaga

Yeah, I'm pretty with hands, bad bitch, I'm pretty with bands

I put a tag on your head, but I rather tip toe and drag on a bitch

Put a lil' freakin' check, couldn't wait out for the check

Bitch really catfish, always get her ass whipped , but thought she some business

Walk down on a bum bitch, head off the swivel had to beat the bum bitch,

All that internet talk, yeah, Its cute and all

And I respect a bitch that a internet troll

You crossed the line, that's a war zone

And I beat that bitch like a ragdoll

Beat that hoe, yeah

Beat that hoe

Beat that hoe, yeah

Beat that hoe

Beat that hoe, yeah

Beat that hoe

Beat that hoe, yeah

Beat that hoe

Lil' crummy-ass, bummy-ass bullshit, bitch

You don't slide on me, I run this shit

Beat the bitch in Chanel I shorts endorse that shit

Walk down like a eziel could've took her shit

Light on the feet, I had fun with the bitch

Rough life, you like to fight, fight

Baby girl, you match your match, yeah

Flip the switch, had to zap yeah

Beat that bitch like a crackhead

Baby girl so tender, she just happy that she trendin

School is now in session, now take notes, I taught you a lesson

Never pull up, that's a granny crib

You might miss your next blessing

Better pray, hoe, that's no shade, hoe

I got a milli in my name cause I'm paid, hoe

Once again, it's no shade, hoe

Quarter milli check on ur head, hoe

Come on, hoe, I'm just sayin', though

You was just my evil twin, though

You was just my evil twin, though

Lil' crummy-ass, bummy-ass, stalkin' ass bitch

I told you, you can't get in the penthouse

Your lil' bummy-ass shouldn't have walked a hundred miles, bitch

What the fuck you thought this was, the Million Man March

Dumbass bitch

Held on tight to that motherfuckin' wig you broke, hoe

Look at you, a lil' hair store wig wearing ass bitch

Whoop that ass, hoe

I beat that ass, hoe

I drag that bitch, hoe

Girl, what metal

You said you tripped over some metal

Girl, you delusional-ass bum

Run up, run up, get dru up

Run up, run up, get drug up

Bitch, treat you like a rag doll

I had fun with you, bitch

Lil' bitch

Let me teach you

I'm a eater

Let me eat

Cause I'm golden, bitch

Get the fuck out my way, bitch

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