Beef
[Intro]
Ayy, whatcha rollin down the fucki'n window for man? Damn
Lettin' out all the smoke and shit
Yeah, well it's fuckin' hot in here, so
Man, you trippin'
Think we can change the song or something?
Oh, you got a problem with the music now?
Nah, man
Oh, you got a problem with the music now?
You know this shit's fuckin' dope, bro
This is the shit that's gonna be on the fuckin' radios forever, this is— this is it, this is what's—it's lit
Yeah alright, alright, alright, I wasn’t trying to get in to it
What?
You think you can spit some shit better? You can spit better than this?
Spit some shit
Nah, man
Nah, nah, nah, you talkin' all this shit
Nah, man, I'm not about to rap right now
If you got somethin' to say spit some shit
I'ma—I'ma throw on a beat for you and everything
Right here
Yeah, okay
[Verse]
One, two (One two.. one two)
Lemme know what ya gun do
I'm 'bout to come up ('Bout to come up)
With the rays like the sun do
Heard you got the beef (Heard you got the beef)
Heard you got the buns too (Hey)
(Heard you got the buns too)
Heard you from the streets
(Heard you from the streets)
Heard you got the funds too
(Heard you got the funds too)
Everybody knows
Everybody heard it
I'm in the back seat
Sneezin' 'cause I'm so allergic
Open up the window
Let out all the purple
I'm 'bout to let out all my steam
(Hey) I'm 'bout to have these niggas swervin’ (Yo)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)