BEATIN' DA ROAD Lyrics

Mister swap a bitch out can't keep no hoe

She asking questions like what am I on baby I'm gone I was beatin' the road

Told her eat that shit up or bitch leave me alone

Niggas be saying I'm calling hits so fuck it I'm acting like Al Capone

I'ma send him a pic of his house from a drone

Bitch wanna do that childish shit, nigga Bust yo gun, we way too grown

Nah fuck that shit, I'm way too on to beef with him from his mama home

Sticks and stones ain't breakin' bones but blue tips go through mobile homes

I'm with some fine shit, I would say her name but that's fed talk

I don't even pay for cat, but I'm curious what they head cost

All he seen is me scoop up his boo thang then I sped off

I done did dash up in this bitch and burnt the treads off

I done burnt the store down, turn a hookah bar to a whore lounge

My young nigga tweaked, he put green in his cup I made him pour it out

She ain't know before, but her friend gave her the scoop, and now she showin' out

Can't show no mercy, I could be up twenty, still gon' blow him out

I was never listenin, give a fuck what he said

Bitch still actin' slow, I'm startin' to think this nigga sped

My plug text me rojo, OMG, he got some red

I don't need no promo, I just drop shit on they heads

She don't need no ass shots, she came thick look how she stand

Hats be goin' cheap, they probably clap him for a band

I was gon' do him bad, but then I had a change plans

Treat his ass like bowling, should've striked em, but I spared

Got this SC jacket on, look like I jumped straight from Japan

We smokin' shit like Cheech and Chong, we let it heat up and expand

Iso clear the store out, my cups same color Morehouse

My shit gon' look like the Raiders if I add one more ounce

In a Tesla with the doors that go up way high in the back

The way these niggas steal my style, you probably think I'm sellin' swag

Put your money on Lil Fergo, cause I'm steppin on they ass

FTL, we movin' turbo to the top and hella fast

Mister swap a bitch out can't keep no hoe

She asking questions like what am I on baby I'm gone I was beatin' the road

Told her eat that shit up or bitch leave me alone

Niggas be saying I'm calling hits so fuck it I'm acting like Al Capone

I'ma send him a pic of his house from a drone

Bitch wanna do that childish shit, nigga Bust yo gun, we way too grown

Nah fuck that shit, I'm way too on to beef with him from his mama home

Sticks and stones ain't breakin' bones but blue tips go through mobile homes