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to ya mans
Now he wanna fuck
Truth is he ain't really getting none
Uh

Now all these niggas wanna start some beef
You ain't hard if you gotta subtweet

cry, mama

Fill the city up with bodies, it's a homicide, mama
And I don't go by slime, them niggas know to call me don dada
And this a hundred rounds

a ball, brother, I'm a big baller
Like a head coach, I'm a shot caller
Like a red nose, she gon' shake some'
And when it come to beef, we gonna dress this

ghetto stories by Boosie?
I can't save a bitch I'm knowing how these bitches can get choosey
I'ma two step watch me dip I do my shit I get real groovy
It

up, had to give her the boot
Big Y-B-K, we the one, not the two Nigga, fuck a drive by, I'm tryna get loose

Most of these niggas ain't fuckin' with

like beats, yeah, get rolled like a pack, get your ass smoked
I do not play by that beef shit, nigga, I'm PunPunn, murder she wrote
All these lil bitches

and wet up half the seat
Bitch I ain't fucking with my fans so don't ask for me
Know these niggas vegetarian the way they just pass the beef
I don't fuck

like who do it better

Chopstick on me no Asian food
If we got beef then make a move
Big boss shit I'll make the rules
Stealing my swag I made you dude

But big Shroom rocking that plain Jane Fonda
Light on the face, its shining
Told him to check how its ticking, today I'm on timing
With Donnie, we up in

folks just lie
Come outside, we be outside
These niggas be dying, can't trust everybody
Bitches be hard, be catching them bodies

Run up, get blowed by

let me go
And I can tease it if you like, but I promise you gon lose control
'Cause I'mma take your soul
I'mma take your soul
It's the big bad wolf, I'm

going through the ranks
Centre of attention, McDavid with the skates
How I fly by, take shots deeper than five guys
You want beef that's alright, I close

Ima hustler everyday is a work day
Take a nigga bitch
She throw it back like it's thursday

All I know is getting money
I been stacking up my pros
Big

Ayy, ayy
Storm, Big Storm, bitch
Ayy T-Ray, take off on these niggas, for real nigga
Ayy, gettin' money like a scammer

Bad bitch dancer, pose for

Un the way I drop a nuke
Run it back cause it ain’t a fluke
The Gospel according to Luke

Poltergust, I’ll suck you off
JK Beef stroganoff
HOLY FUCK

be saying sum shit
I ain't did (Sum shit I ain't did)
You bitches be trippin' by shit I ain't linked (Sum shit I ain't linked)
Thirty racks on my mo

ghost but just know that's due to trapping it
So if I disappear just know that I've been planning big
It's 2020 and a lot of shits been happening
I've had

you
Told bro she a ho, don't cuddle, big glock, let it blow won't tussle

I stand over niggas, understand me nigga, know your place
Niggas die behind

There holding big hammers and I don't mean Thor
Still i might roll on my ones 
Coz my God's fantastic I don't need four 
My old friend try give me

We hard bro 
I live by it everyday


Ka ka ka ka 
Roll up§
Endwd atwa ato so 
Pa pa pa aye aye 


I get pains in na joint 
Boy I no fit roll up 
Me

enemy

No sendin any money
Too many dummies
No recollection
When I said "what's funny"
She wanna hug me
But that biddie got
A big ol' tummy
With mini

lettin' them go once I'm done with this case
They know I don't play, ain't nobody safe
Love big bodies, they be real fat

Fuck a location, you know why I'm

label, I'm a shine in the penny

I roast all y'all mf's, I don't eat chicken, beef, I'm ready
Y'all still hate it, I didn't mean to do it, but I know it

in Rome
Just pray to the lord and don't be dumb
I'm proud of B, B
We push up on pressure nobody was there, there
We were raised in the land of beef, uh