B.A.N.S
Beef beef, beef ain't never squash, nigga
Everybody think it's play play til' somebody missin'
The back door leads straight to the kitchen
But I'm not gonna speak on that just yet
I just want you to listen
You ain't never win a fist fight in your whole life
You ain't never gonna shoot-outs
in your whole life
I be on go, I swear, I been that way my whole life
I know you know one day that I'ma take your whole life
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and your bodyguard
I'm tryna meet because I'm never good with monologues
When you got jumped, you pulled your gun and, didn't let it off
And you call my phone just to cry about it, you fuckin' soft
How you trade on niggas
That was with you when your brother died
Wasn't even beef, you the fuckin' reason your mother cried
Dusse to the face, hittin' 150 on the interstate
Still ain't, still ain't learned your lesson
You drivin' with me and texting me
And you go back and forth
But you finally get the message
You look like you stressin' in them videos
Throwin' up some shit that with out me
You never know, but I'ma catch you though
Beefin' every squash, nigga
And everybody think it's play play, til' somebody missin'
The back door leads straight to the kitchen
But I'm not gon' speak on that just yet
I just want you to listen
You ain't never win a fist fight in your whole life
You ain't never gonna shoot-outs in your whole life
I be on go, I swear, I been that way my whole life
I know you know I know you know one day That I'ma take your whole life
Let's get to it, I'll that ra-ra on the gram
But then my DM's like, no shootin
Only if you knew when I catch him, he not gon' do shit
How you riding for that nigga that ain't gon' ride, stupid
It's too easy to shoot up Taco Tuesday
Bitch we weaponized
But I'ma catch him by hiself wher he don't recognize
Heard he had a show, but on my soul
That camera never lies
Niggaz lookin' nervous cause he know his life been jeopardized
Now I'm on Viola with it
Tryna paint this picture in your head
You die if you don't get it, go through the side and kick the door
And I'm in your kitchen
Yeah, what's that? Ah ah
Don't run, come here
Beefin ain't never squash, nigga
Everybody think it's play play till somebody missin'
The back don't lead straight to the kitchen
But I'm not gon' speak on that just yet
I just want you to listen
You ain't never win a fistfight in your whole life
You ain't never gettin' shoot-outs in your whole life
I be on go, I swear, I been there with my whole life
I know you know one day That I'ma take your whole life
Everybody think it's play play til' somebody missin'
The back door leads straight to the kitchen
But I'm not gonna speak on that just yet
I just want you to listen
You ain't never win a fist fight in your whole life
You ain't never gonna shoot-outs
in your whole life
I be on go, I swear, I been that way my whole life
I know you know one day that I'ma take your whole life
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and your bodyguard
I'm tryna meet because I'm never good with monologues
When you got jumped, you pulled your gun and, didn't let it off
And you call my phone just to cry about it, you fuckin' soft
How you trade on niggas
That was with you when your brother died
Wasn't even beef, you the fuckin' reason your mother cried
Dusse to the face, hittin' 150 on the interstate
Still ain't, still ain't learned your lesson
You drivin' with me and texting me
And you go back and forth
But you finally get the message
You look like you stressin' in them videos
Throwin' up some shit that with out me
You never know, but I'ma catch you though
Beefin' every squash, nigga
And everybody think it's play play, til' somebody missin'
The back door leads straight to the kitchen
But I'm not gon' speak on that just yet
I just want you to listen
You ain't never win a fist fight in your whole life
You ain't never gonna shoot-outs in your whole life
I be on go, I swear, I been that way my whole life
I know you know I know you know one day That I'ma take your whole life
Let's get to it, I'll that ra-ra on the gram
But then my DM's like, no shootin
Only if you knew when I catch him, he not gon' do shit
How you riding for that nigga that ain't gon' ride, stupid
It's too easy to shoot up Taco Tuesday
Bitch we weaponized
But I'ma catch him by hiself wher he don't recognize
Heard he had a show, but on my soul
That camera never lies
Niggaz lookin' nervous cause he know his life been jeopardized
Now I'm on Viola with it
Tryna paint this picture in your head
You die if you don't get it, go through the side and kick the door
And I'm in your kitchen
Yeah, what's that? Ah ah
Don't run, come here
Beefin ain't never squash, nigga
Everybody think it's play play till somebody missin'
The back don't lead straight to the kitchen
But I'm not gon' speak on that just yet
I just want you to listen
You ain't never win a fistfight in your whole life
You ain't never gettin' shoot-outs in your whole life
I be on go, I swear, I been there with my whole life
I know you know one day That I'ma take your whole life
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Writer(s): Sean Scie
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