Pilot - Beef Rap lyrics

Beef platters
I'm flattered you eating off chattering on me
That's pussy, you chatter box
See I'll erase your matter shortly
After this verse finish and
Devour you corny rappers
I'm so hungry, I'll eat the wrapper too
Shorty throw it backwards, so I
Don't need that quarter back, sir
I'm pure and sure she'll want
To see me again, tomorrow afternoon
Sent her home before the sun set
She sent a text
Saying, "We should be together
Staring at the moon, "
But I said, "The weather sucks my idea is
Better, hun, you should just send me nudes
" she said, "If I did, I bet hella niggas
Will envy you, " she already knew
They already do
Practice led me to mixing my bars with catchy
Tunes and honeys escorting me to empty rooms
Smelling like sexy perfumes
Leading them directly to wanting me to
Get in between like interludes
She wanted to cuddle, said it was
Chilly, I said it'd simmer soon
She was shivering too
Sweet like Winnie The Pooh honey
But bitter too like the
Clitoris do something that
Trigger you to act like a fool
And when that bitch bugging
Wrap you in cocoons
You gotta tell her, "Holla back, boo
" niggas that dap you wanna trap you
To find me, you need GPS, almanacs too
Stoned like statues, hoes might jack you
Ejaculate or grab the cake out your stash
And leave you with frosting, and the salad
You'll soon get tired of tossing
And flee with a gee who's
Balling to Palm Springs
I don't trip over small things
Reign hard and
Cold, that's hail, all hail to the king
Turtle beat the rabbit
But snails left chem trails that make you
Feel weaker every time you exhale
A bright speaker who break
The speakers he speaking
Through, shock the world like
Pikachu, parasitic friends
I got at least a few i bet the leech is you
Ill beats unleash this
New side of me, when my speech is through
You'll wish you had a
Clearer and cleaner view
Of the spirit's inside of me cause I
Rap solemnly, three sides to every story
It's hard to even call me isosceles
Even if you saw Solis cross the street today
You don't want beef with me if you don't
Eat filet mignon and can't slay King Kong
And your mind's to easy a book to read
And you're still attached by
The time the hooker
Leaves to bring the gwap to my team
You a duck, I'm the chosen one
A goose amongst a few geese
Elegant whip with two seats: what
I dream to ride
Put ducks in a bucket of grease to
Fry, ready for war, only we survive
Lost soul roaming with Caesar's pride
I wrote this verse in my leisure time
Supply dope lines to loyal customers
When it's re-up time
I gotta see my supplier
Visit my mind to see how
To take these people higher
Use it as a catalyst
Say I gotta get a grip like pliers
Now I have calluses and
Blisters, sour piff sparked
I'm Mr spark-A-Conversation
With-Shorty-And-Her-Sister
Slash world domination obsessive
On the hash, fed
Hash browns by a shorty that's red-skinned
How does that sound?
Wipe off my Elevens and act
A clown with my bredren
The torch and the black crown
Has been passed down
The word "classic" is thrown often, I sat
Down on the throne, inhaling dro, coughing
Soul in the ozone, enemies in a coffin
Soul in the ozone, enemies in a coffin
Soul in the ozone, enemies in a coffin