Playboi Carti, Ethereal - Beef lyrics
Playboi Carti [Jordan Terrell Carter] Atlanta, Georgia. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Playboi Carti, Ethereal - Beef lyrics]
Who got? Who got? (What? what?)
Who got beef with me? (Damn, damn)
Who got? Who got? (yeah, uh)
Who got beef with me? (Damn, damn)
Who got beef with me? (Who got? Who got?)
Who got beef with me? (Who got? Who got?)
Uh, beef with me (yeah)
Who got beef with me? (yeah)
Who got beef with me? (Who got beef with me?)
I got niggas in the streets
Do seventy years for me
(Do seventy years for me)
Kill for me (Shhh, kill for me) , RIP (RIP)
Got a ho all in my bed
She goin' freak for me
(Goin' freak for me)
I spend a bag and get it back
I flex like Hercules (I flex like Hercules)
AK with the beam for who got beef with me
(For who got beef with me)
I talk that guapanese (Talk that guap)
She tryna rock with me
(She tryna rock with m)
And pop a ox' with me (Pop a ox' with)
I ball like Barkley (I ball like)
Just bought some Robin jeans
(Just bought some, what)
She can't stop topping me
(She can't stop, damn)
That's why he plot on me (Damn, damn, damn)
That's why he jock on me (What, what, yeah)
'Cause I get on the beat and
Answer like it's callin' me
(Like it's callin' me)
'Cause I get on your ho and shh
'cause she callin' me
('Cause she callin' me)
Yeah, beef with me, who got beef with me?
Who got beef with me? Man
Who got beef with me
Who got beef with me? Who got beef with me?
Man who got beef with me?
Who got beef with me?
Beef with me, who got beef with me?
Man I keep that heat up off
For who got beef with me
Man I keep that heat up off
For who got beef with me
Man I keep that shh up on me for who got
Who got
Beef with me? Who got beef with E?
(Beef with E) all these niggas free
That's why they hate on me (Hate on me)
Cash Carti and Yung Eazy pull up
Kill the scene (Oh, kill the scene)
You movin' backwards if you thinkin'
You got beef with me
(You ain't got beef with me)
They said you tried to sneak diss
But I did not see (No, no, no)
Got boys that hit for me, shh, RIP
(Oh, oh, oh)
I been in the streets, let them sleep on me
(Let them sleep on me)
You let 'em steal yo swag
They can't steal shit from me (Oh)
You niggas small range, making small change
(yeah) yung Eazy like the interstate
I got six lanes (Oh)
Call me Cream Corn
Nigga I been running thangs
(I been running thangs)
Your whole clique lame, I can't feel yo pain
(I can't feel yo pain)
Told lil' Carti, "Boy
We takin' off like planes"
(Takin' off like planes)
Boy, we in the paint, you ain't in the game
(You ain't in the game)
Lookin' at the goal, I can't see yo face
(I can't see yo face)
Now I'm back on go, bitch, you in my way
(Bitch, you in my way)
Beef with me, who got beef with me?
Who got? Who got? Who got beef with me?
Who got beef with me? Who got beef with me?
Who got beef with me? Who got? Who got?
Who got beef with me? Who got beef with me?
Man I keep that heat up off
For who got beef with me
Man I keep that heat up off
For who got beef with me
Man I keep that shh up on me for who got
Who got
Yea yea, damn (Who got? Who got?)
Damn, damn, damn, uh, yea (Who got? Who got?)
Beef with me, who got beef with me?
Ayy, beef with me, who got beef with me?