YSN Flow, BaeBae Savo - Want Beef? Lyrics

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Tec on my waistline want beef wit' a nigga
You all on the net, I won't tweet with a nigga
Spark up, spark up
Beef wit' a nigga, ayy

This Tec on my waistline want beef wit' a nigga
You all on the net, I won't tweet with a nigga
Clip is extended they reachin' them niggas
Pull up where you sleep, wet the street up, lil' nigga
She love my ice, told her ski with a nigga
I don't wanna cuff, just come sleep wit' a nigga
Was prayin' we made it but now we got guap
Had to run it up fast, now we eatin' on niggas

Droppin' the top just to flex on them niggas
Put bread on my mind, I ain't stressin' 'bout niggas
Niggas who hated, try said that "we made it"
Boy, you didn't make it, can't stack up wit' niggas
Didn't you hate me but now you tryn' text me
And greet me at shows, better back up, lil nigga'
I don't love shit but the Glock wit a stick
And some balls on it and swear the slime is my trigger
Boy, check my status, it say I'm a GOAT
Was in the rain, wasn't hand in no coat
Ridin' my wave, man, I feel like a boat
I can't fuck wit' bitches, they doin' the most
Remember low-key hittin plays off the bomber
Remember when he had to pay rent for mama
Remember when D told a nigga, "go harder"
I listened to him now a nigga went farther
Stackin' my guap, went from a lil' to a lot
And now she wan' be my lil' rock
They said I couldn't do it
Now a lil' nigga is hot and you can't get gold out my pocket
Got squares in my circle and they thought I wouldn't find out
So watch them bitch niggas get popped
Got squares in my circle and they thought I wouldn't find out
So watch them lil' niggas get popped

This Tec on my waistline want beef wit' a nigga
You all on the net, I won't tweet with a nigga
Clip is extended they reachin' them niggas
Pull up where you sleep, wet the street up, lil' nigga
She love my ice, told her ski with a nigga
I don't wanna cuff, just come sleep wit' a nigga
Was prayin' we made it but now we got guap
Had to run it up fast, now we eatin' on niggas

I'm on they ass
Them other rappers prolly tired of me (I'm grinding bitch)
I check my DM and all my bitches
Tell me they proud of me (I'm shining bitch)
I keep an AR, just in case
Niggas come slide on me (Come try me bitch)
Shoutout to the gang, always ten
Mob tied to the six, they ridin' bitch
When I'm in the hood, I get treated like Diddy
My semi be wit' me
My cookie be sticky
My shortie be pretty
Could say that we picky
That pussy be drippy
I play in her kidney
I play wit' her kitty
Them blues be wit' me
I fuck wit' the fifties
I just sold a pound
They pay me in twenties
I ride with them rounds
I stuffed it wit' fifties
I ride wit them rounds
(I stuffed it wit' fifties)

This Tec on my waistline want beef wit' a nigga
You all on the net, I won't tweet with a nigga
Clip is extended they reachin' them niggas
Pull up where you sleep, wet the street up, lil' nigga
She love my ice, told her ski with a nigga
I don't wanna cuff, just come sleep wit' a nigga
Was prayin' we made it but now we got guap
Had to run it up fast, now we eatin' on niggas (eatin' on niggas)