ZOTiYAC - Beef lyrics
[ZOTiYAC - Beef lyrics]
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
Aye, aye doing the dash, and they ass
They can't catch up
Nigga, he step in the middle
Whole choppers like fiddles
You really get wet up
Most of these bitches be setups
Niggas they change like the weather
I feel like Mayweather, I'm dodgin'
The bullshit, Fuckin' with us
He get dropped in a bullpit
Look at your pockets, I'm runnin' them
Get to the sat' like a running back
It's steady clip in my bag
I might summon that
One nigga run up and he will get some of that
Pull up that bitch til' it's none of
That, Put you infront of that
It ain't no fronting that
Bitch with a kick-in, I'm putting that
I do not want it
But still hit it from the back
I call up my shooters, aye i call up my guys
I call up my shooters i call up my guys
I call up my shooters i call up my guys
I call up my shooters i call up my guys
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
Now I got a K with the stock up
We puttin' bars on yo' crib
Tell em' box up
We slide over night, with no cops up
Just like yo' daughter
And you can get knocked up
A nigga pull up with them Glocks
Up, He a fresh stain
That lil' boy can get mopped up
And heist wanna know when he pop
Up, I'm 'bout my dolo
'cause that nigga locked up
Boy trip in this bitch, get you shot up
Quiet down, you are not tough
Wit the homie getting washed up
Quiet down, you are not tough
Nigga talking like he hot stuff
Niggas pussy yeah, imposter
I'm just tryna get my guap up
In designer, getting topped up
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
Aye, aye doing the dash, and they ass
They can't catch up
Nigga, he step in the middle
Whole choppers like fiddles
You really get wet up
Most of these bitches be setups
Niggas they change like the weather
I feel like Mayweather, I'm dodgin'
The bullshit, Fuckin' with us
He get dropped in a bullpit
Look at your pockets, I'm runnin' them
Get to the sat' like a running back
It's steady clip in my bag
I might summon that
One nigga run up and he will get some of that
Pull up that bitch til' it's none of
That, Put you infront of that
It ain't no fronting that
Bitch with a kick-in, I'm putting that
I do not want it
But still hit it from the back
I call up my shooters, aye i call up my guys
I call up my shooters i call up my guys
I call up my shooters i call up my guys
I call up my shooters i call up my guys
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
That boy don't want no beef
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
So why you fuck with me?
Now I got a K with the stock up
We puttin' bars on yo' crib
Tell em' box up
We slide over night, with no cops up
Just like yo' daughter
And you can get knocked up
A nigga pull up with them Glocks
Up, He a fresh stain
That lil' boy can get mopped up
And heist wanna know when he pop
Up, I'm 'bout my dolo
'cause that nigga locked up
Boy trip in this bitch, get you shot up
Quiet down, you are not tough
Wit the homie getting washed up
Quiet down, you are not tough
Nigga talking like he hot stuff
Niggas pussy yeah, imposter
I'm just tryna get my guap up
In designer, getting topped up