Famous Dex - Beef On Computers lyrics
Famous Dex [Dexter Tiewon Gore Jr.] Chicago, Illinois.U.S.
[Famous Dex - Beef On Computers lyrics]
I wanna, I wanna keep doin' this shit, like
Back i don't give a fuck, I
Gotta just do it right
You know what I'm sayin'?
It just, do it, keep doin' it, yeah, Dexter
You know what I'm sayin'? Huh?
New wave, new every fucking thing
Oh man, goddamn, woah, yeah
Holes in my pants like a skater (It is)
Vans on my feet like a skater (It what?)
I see your bitch and I take her (Woah)
I catch your bitch and I rape her (What?)
I get the money, they hatin' (I do)
Ice on my wrist like a skater (It's what?)
And you know I'm rich forever
Two bitches floppin' like feathers (yeah)
Run up on me, then I'm shooting (You what?)
I got my gang, no recruiting (No, what?)
Two bitches and they boosted (They is)
I feed the Percs and they booted (What?)
Can't fuck with them, he a loser (Oh, woah)
Extra percent for my shooter (It is)
Dick in her mouth, yeah, I mute her
(Oh, what?)
I do not beef on computers (Woah)
I do not beef on computers
I do not beef on computers
Run up on me, turn you right to a Cuban
I do not beef on computers
I do not beef on computers
Run up on me, turn you right to a Cuban
(What?) i do not beef on computers
I do not beef on computers
Run up on me, turn you right to a Cuban
I do not beef on computers
Extra percent for my shooter (Dexter)
I do not beef with computers
Extra percent for my shooter
And your boyfriend a loser
And your boyfriend a loser
Dick in her mouth, I swear, I'ma mute her
Huh, huh, huh, huh