Beef
(With who? The girl next door, you know?)
Yo
Pull up with ten tryna get man whacked
And I pull up with two in a Maybach
TB is a well known Stacka, rapper
Nobody can change that (no way)
And they got so pressed when I hopped on rage
Now the UK flow just came back
Man stack my bread like a hay stack
Laid back, money on my mind, I claim that
Payback, bro didn't ask, he stained that
Stay back, if you're not gang, just say that
Tryna go uptown like my name was Nino
Darling, I can arrange that
Brexit Means Brexit, take that exit
B, it was me who made that (you know)
Aye bro, sweep
Bad gyal, sweep her off her feet (uh-huh)
TB ain't got time for a neek
On my grind 'til two, I ain't got no sleep like
(Aye bro, sweep)
(Bad gyal, sweep her off her feet)
(TB ain't got time for a neek)
(On my grind 'til two, I ain't got no sleep like)
Landy with the bandy with the 2-2 spliff
(Landy)
Man hop of the BCX with all black Jays
Like my name was Figs
True say that I engineer but bro
You don't wanna get caught in the mix
I'm in NYC, I'm a baller
Talk on bro then you might get nicked
Rise them flicks
True say that I like that chick
Shawty tryna look like Carti
Maybe I might just buy them Ricks
I heard Sav's tryna buy that stick
Aye broski beat that thing again
Beat that thing again
Had to slide back quick
(Ah, look)
Yo
Pull up with ten tryna get man whacked
And I pull up with two in a Maybach
TB is a well known Stacka, rapper
Nobody can change that (no way)
And they got so pressed when I hopped on rage
Now the UK flow just came back
Man stack my bread like a hay stack
Laid back, money on my mind, I claim that
Payback, bro didn't ask, he stained that
Stay back, if you're not gang, just say that
Tryna go uptown like my name was Nino
Darling, I can arrange that
Brexit Means Brexit, take that exit
B, it was me who made that (you know)
Aye bro, sweep
Bad gyal, sweep her off her feet (uh-huh)
TB ain't got time for a neek
On my grind 'til two, I ain't got no sleep like
(Aye bro, sweep)
(Bad gyal, sweep her off her feet)
(TB ain't got time for a neek)
(On my grind 'til two, I ain't got no sleep like)
Landy with the bandy with the 2-2 spliff
(Landy)
Man hop of the BCX with all black Jays
Like my name was Figs
True say that I engineer but bro
You don't wanna get caught in the mix
I'm in NYC, I'm a baller
Talk on bro then you might get nicked
Rise them flicks
True say that I like that chick
Shawty tryna look like Carti
Maybe I might just buy them Ricks
I heard Sav's tryna buy that stick
Aye broski beat that thing again
Beat that thing again
Had to slide back quick
(Ah, look)
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Writer(s): Ollie Brandon Rudolph
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