Beef lyrics

[Chorus]
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 f*ck with me?
So, why you f*ck with me?
So, why you f*ck with me?
So, why you f*ck 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 f*ck with me?
So, why you f*ck with me?
So, why you f*ck with me?
So, why you f*ck with me?

[Verse 1]
Ayy-Ayy
Doing the dash on they ass, they can't catch up
n*gga, he step in the middle
Whole choppers like fiddles, you really get wet up
Most of these b*tches be setups, n*ggas they change like the weather
I feel like Mayweather, I'm dodgin' the bullsh*t
f*ckin' 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 n*gga run up and he will get some of that
Pull up that b*tch 'til it's none of that
Put you infront of that, it ain't no fronting that
b*tch with a kick-in, I'm putting that
I do not want it, but still hit it from the back
[Bridge]
I call up my shooters, ayy
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

[Chorus]
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 f*ck with me?
So, why you f*ck with me?
So, why you f*ck with me?
So, why you f*ck 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 f*ck with me?
So, why you f*ck with me?
So, why you f*ck with me?
So, why you f*ck with me?
[Verse 2]
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 n*gga 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 n*gga locked up (Free Heist)
Boy trip in this b*tch, get you shot up
Quiet down, you are not tough
Wit' the homie getting washed up
Quiet down, you are not tough
n*gga talking like he hot stuff
n*ggas pus*y yeah, imposter
I'm just tryna get my guap up
In designer, getting topped up (Ayy)