I Don't Need a Beat

Don't need a beat I'll rip this bitch a cappella
Not Jay-Z but I be done Rocafella
Carmel bitch wit me you can keep the yellow
Pretty face fat ass jiggle like some jello
And she don't even speak don't say hello
Forty stay on my side gotta keep the medal
Catch me sliding off in traffic mashing on the pedals
Like meek mills said this shit come in levels

Gotta dig the shit I spit you don't need a shovel
When you getting a lil money everybody love you
When you shining and you stunting everybody for you
They ain't really on ya side they just want the money
Go to smiling and to cheesing when they see you coming
Same ones never thought you was gone handle nothing
Broke mother fuckers bitch I got a bag of money
Ain't my fault you lil broke bitches ain't see it coming
Ain't my fault you lil broke hoes be all bummy
And you ain't sat down an learned the statistics of money
Them the ones who like to come round an start stunting
Keep playing games you'll never have nothing
Remember me a couple times I ain't have nothing
Till I got up of my ass and it start coming
Ain't never ran from a Nigga why would I start running
Go forward on fourth why would I start punting
I like to take 28s an make em start jumping
Hit a Nigga with that K an make em start crumping
Nigga disrespect me just know I'm coming
Give me my respect if you don't give me nothing
I got my loafers on I'm chilling in a mansion in London
I got your bitch with me I'm joogin dick all In her stomach
Say they want it with me well tell them Nigga's run it
The forty stay on me bitch you know how I'm coming

Don't need a beat I'll rip this bitch a-cappella
Not jay-z but I be done Rocafella
Carmel bitch with me you can keep the yellow
Pretty face fat ass jiggle like some jello
And she don't even speak don't say hello
Forty stay on my side gotta keep the medal
Catch me sliding off in traffic mashing on the pedals
Like meek mills said this shit come in levels



Credits
Writer(s): Raheem Strawder
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