Beef With Me
Ayo (Boom)
Ay, 365 days of bitches bein' on my fuckin' dick
Ay
B-b-bitch don't try to come and beef with me, I'm turnt lil 'bitch, I'm poppin'
He gon' pick me wrong or right, I be outside, lil' bitch go kite
Say she wanna come and fight, fight that nigga who you like, fight that nigga who you trust
She went out sad, that bitch a busta'
He get money, so I like him
Wanna fuck me, I just might
I like niggas who be scammin'
I like niggas, roll that dice
I like shooters, dripped in ice
Gangsta niggas, tote that pipe
I like bitches who act nice, but deep down she be quick to fight
I'm not arguin' a'bout shit, he just spent yo' rent my fit
Talk is cheap, you bitches cents
Told him roll one mo', get bent
We not politicin' baby, I'm yo' friend, don't need no friends
With these rappers just pretend
Don't do no hoe shit with yo' mans
Bitches quick to mention me, but if you see me you wouldn't move
Been that bitch since middle school, all your life you wanna be cool
Beat that bitch, ain't take my jewels
Said you want it, well, me too (Me too)
Bitches actin' dummy 'bout that dick, go back to school
You ain't from 187
You talk that shit, you play, you lay
He just spint your block, hooray!
I told that nigga you ain't Drake
They just freed my nigga Blake
For me, niggas known to spray
Tell 'em Asian on that plate
I bet that choppa beat her face (Grrah, Grrah)
You can't make that nigga hate me, bitch he love me, so just face it
Chain so big my pointers be facin'
On my baby these bitches can't take it
Bitches talkin' 'cause they lame
Who fell off?, bitch, where yo' fame?
Where your name?
Where your game?
You went out bad bitch, what a shame
You a dummy, bitch
Ain't got no money, bitch
Bitches on that funny shit
I call him, bet he comin' quick
Exposin', ain't no fun in it
Don't care, I'm runnin' shit
Text him like come fuck me quick
He reply "I love you, bitch"
Asian Doll, trending topic
How we beefin', where you boppin'?
Couple years later, same opp bitches steady watchin'
You ain't Crip, lil' bitch just stop it
Yo' block ain't even poppin'
Bitch is only gangsta to a nigga, she need an Oscar
I ain't beefin' 'bout no nigga on the net, bitch, is you dumb?
I ain't beefin' 'bout no nigga who still gon' make me—uh
I ain't beefin' wit' no bitch without no money, you bitches bums
You actin' like you tough to me your city say you frontin' bitch
Ay, 365 days of bitches bein' on my fuckin' dick
Ay
B-b-bitch don't try to come and beef with me, I'm turnt lil 'bitch, I'm poppin'
He gon' pick me wrong or right, I be outside, lil' bitch go kite
Say she wanna come and fight, fight that nigga who you like, fight that nigga who you trust
She went out sad, that bitch a busta'
He get money, so I like him
Wanna fuck me, I just might
I like niggas who be scammin'
I like niggas, roll that dice
I like shooters, dripped in ice
Gangsta niggas, tote that pipe
I like bitches who act nice, but deep down she be quick to fight
I'm not arguin' a'bout shit, he just spent yo' rent my fit
Talk is cheap, you bitches cents
Told him roll one mo', get bent
We not politicin' baby, I'm yo' friend, don't need no friends
With these rappers just pretend
Don't do no hoe shit with yo' mans
Bitches quick to mention me, but if you see me you wouldn't move
Been that bitch since middle school, all your life you wanna be cool
Beat that bitch, ain't take my jewels
Said you want it, well, me too (Me too)
Bitches actin' dummy 'bout that dick, go back to school
You ain't from 187
You talk that shit, you play, you lay
He just spint your block, hooray!
I told that nigga you ain't Drake
They just freed my nigga Blake
For me, niggas known to spray
Tell 'em Asian on that plate
I bet that choppa beat her face (Grrah, Grrah)
You can't make that nigga hate me, bitch he love me, so just face it
Chain so big my pointers be facin'
On my baby these bitches can't take it
Bitches talkin' 'cause they lame
Who fell off?, bitch, where yo' fame?
Where your name?
Where your game?
You went out bad bitch, what a shame
You a dummy, bitch
Ain't got no money, bitch
Bitches on that funny shit
I call him, bet he comin' quick
Exposin', ain't no fun in it
Don't care, I'm runnin' shit
Text him like come fuck me quick
He reply "I love you, bitch"
Asian Doll, trending topic
How we beefin', where you boppin'?
Couple years later, same opp bitches steady watchin'
You ain't Crip, lil' bitch just stop it
Yo' block ain't even poppin'
Bitch is only gangsta to a nigga, she need an Oscar
I ain't beefin' 'bout no nigga on the net, bitch, is you dumb?
I ain't beefin' 'bout no nigga who still gon' make me—uh
I ain't beefin' wit' no bitch without no money, you bitches bums
You actin' like you tough to me your city say you frontin' bitch
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Writer(s): Misharron Allen, Chow Ian
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