| We don’t beef
|
| We don’t beef
|
| We just pull up with them sticks, and we eat
|
| I hit you with that 45, you deceased
|
| You been in the field too long, I sip me some Lean
|
| We don’t beef
|
| Pull up, we eatin
|
| Get on this block and we feastin
|
| Say that you ain’t lackin, I hope that you keep it
|
| Ridin around, you know that I’m reefin
|
| Put them stars on the roof for no reason
|
| Word around you said we was beefin
|
| How is we beefin if nobody bleadin?
|
| Pull the trigger and let it squeeze
|
| Say it once more, don’t let them breathe
|
| I just woke up in 1017
|
| Grab a Mack 10 and Glock 17
|
| All of my diamonds is froze
|
| I always stick to the coad
|
| Why you keep callin my phone?
|
| You niggas broke, leave the beefin alone
|
| I don’t think, all you hear is shots, we don’t preach
|
| Choppers on whatever, we don’t speak
|
| We don’t play with people’s kids, we play for keeps
|
| We don’t beef
|
| We don’t beef
|
| We just pull up with them sticks, and we eat
|
| I hit you with that 45, you deceased
|
| You been in the field too long, I sip me some Lean
|
| We don’t beef
|
| I’m poppin nigga, fuck your offer for a feature
|
| I just pulled up with 4 hoes in a 2 seater
|
| And I never leave my house without my heater
|
| Fuck with Wop, I have your body in the freazer
|
| These niggas cappin like they really with it, but these niggas frauds
|
| I was in the trap house, while you was crashin cars
|
| Junkies feendin for it, surve it through the burgler bars
|
| Drivin hotboxed nigga, we don’t pay for cars
|
| We don’t beef
|
| We don’t beef
|
| We just pull up with them sticks, and we eat
|
| I hit you with that 45, you deceased
|
| You been in the field too long, I sip me some Lean
|
| We don’t beef |