No Beef

My nigga we not beefing you was mad about a bitch
She could get another nigga but she still gone let me hit
You could catch me at the party turnt up a nigga lit
See me cool with jamaicans blowing fire up in here
Pull up all black like a thief in the night
Then I hop out go ghost like a phantom
Know bookoo niggas that got double life
But I ain't talking bout Hannah Montana
Straight out the gutter fuck over they brother this shit is too wicked
It's too much to handle
Like handy manny when I use this cannon them bullets gone fly
Cause it flash like cameras
I fuck with them robbers
I fuck with them scammers
From da O to da A ran it up in atlanta
Nailing opp bitches I keep me a hammer
Fuck over they cousins like its alabama
I be preaching like a pastor hit it once and then I pass her
I don't want her you can have her
Run her mouth she like to blabber
I got em pissed can't hold they bladder
They shot and they missed can't hold my laughter
I'm tryna be rich these hoes don't matter
You can't win no war youn fight your battles
That's a damn shame
All of these bitches want me they be screaming my damn name
I really be making these moves while you stay in the house
Steady playing the damn game
I got bands in the room
Bands all in the mattress
La bitch let's make a show
I'll turn you to an actress
Way too deep up in her head she too conceited
Only want you for one night then after that la bitch I'm leaving
Stop faking like you need me
She swear that my heart cold yea I'm anemic
She got that water and she like to swallow semen
Yea that bitch a demon
Really outchea wildin outchea scheming
Big red bitch giving brain like she a genius
That girl really a genius
My nigga we not beefing you was mad about a bitch
She could get another nigga but she still gone let me hit
You could catch me at the party turnt up a nigga lit
See me cool with jamaicans blowing fire up in here
I didn't care about you
And you know that I didn't
Cut you off right in the second when this shit ain't made no sense
Like no we can't be friends
Like No we can't be nothing
I'd be a duck if I fuck with you I ain't going out like no dummy
Man that shit beneath me
Shit dead go dig a grave
They like to count me out but ima always find a way
Man she said that ima asshole but I made that bitch behave
Tried to tell me bout myself I told that bitch get out my face
Im pulling off I push the gas I'm going fast in this bitch
La boy don't try to play me you wouldn't last up in this bitch
I got bookoo bitches shaking ass in this bitch
High as the fuck blowing gas in this bitch
My nigga we not beefing you was mad about a bitch
She could get another nigga but she still gone let me hit
You could catch me at the party turnt up a nigga lit
See me cool with jamaicans blowing fire up in here
You was mad bout a bitch
You was mad bout a bitch



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Writer(s): Cameron Dean
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