Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Want Beef? 3.0 , by - YSN Flow. Release date: 19.11.2020
Song language: English
Want Beef? 3.0 |
| My brodie say he ain’t coppin' no plea |
| He ain’t livin' for shit, so he feelin' like fuck it |
| My niggas know that that trap finna make us some money |
| I swear that my big brotha love it |
| Packed the big body, we hop out the G wagon thuggin' |
| Everybody with me clutchin' |
| Everybody who said I wouldn’t be shit |
| Ya’ll the reason I learned about bluffin' |
| Cause these niggas cap for real |
| Yo' dog will feed you then do some shit behind your back for real |
| It was times I feel like I wouldn’t make it |
| Man I don’t think 'bout goin' back for real |
| I ain’t been feelin' the energy niggas been giving me |
| I’m on my own shit |
| Tell my bitch to quit trippin' |
| She hate when we argue |
| I tell her she act like my old bitch |
| Pop two ten’s, I’m in my zone |
| Niggas keep calling and calling |
| Ya’ll ain’t tryna' talk about shit I can’t answer the phone |
| My bitch don’t understand that I be thinkin' that I’m doing right when I’m |
| doing her wrong |
| I was never taught and you gotta understand |
| Niggas be focused on bitches and rubbers |
| And never even popped a rubber band |
| We gon' bully the bully 'cause I need respect where I step |
| You try to play with my top, that’s a bet |
| We got hoes in the section and young niggas throwin' up sets |
| Bitch don’t reach for my chain, that’s a threat |
| I guess money make broke niggas hate you |
| I heard that I’m beefin' with niggas I ain’t even met |
| Hit up her phone when I’m horny she know what I’m on cause she on the same thing |
| Hoe come give me some neck |
| I’m with some dope dealers and some cold killers |
| You try play then they get out they body |
| I can not go with her, she a gold digger |
| Kick her out, make her wait in the lobby |
| I, I, I |
| Want all my brothers to have more than me |
| I remember her adorin' me |
| But I decline all her calls |
| So she got bored of me |
| I call her a throwaway |
| Roll up Runtz in the wood then I blow away |
| Stare at the ceiling, get lost in my thoughts |
| I don’t think that this feeling gon' go away |
| When it feel like you need to be heard |
| But you know that nobody hear you |
| And it feel out your body to talk to somebody |
| So you don’t even want people near you |
| I only know 'cause I been through it |
| But these niggas still tryna' play like I’m stupid |
| Ain’t no cap inside my rap |
| That’s probably why they love my music |
| We gon' bully the bully 'cause I need respect where I step |
| You try to play with my top, that’s a bet |
| We got hoes in the section and young niggas throwin' up sets |
| Bitch don’t reach for my chain, that’s a threat |
| I guess money make broke niggas hate you |
| I heard that I’m beefin' with niggas I ain’t even met |
| Hit up her phone when I’m horny she know what I’m on cause she on the same thing |
| Hoe come give me some neck |