Beef (Original Version) lyrics

[Intro]
Murda on the beat so it's not nice

[Chorus]
I done mixed murder with that beef and it turned out nice
I call these n*ggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread or better yet some lice
I done mixed murder with that beef and it turned out nice
I call these n*ggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread or better yet some lice

[Verse 1]
n*ggas talking brazy, so fugazi 'cause I signed to Baby
b*tch you gotta pay me, ain't no maybe, that's 2000s baby
I just wanna blow but all these foes, they tryna f*cking play me
If I kick the door, good lord I know the consequence I'm making
Sent 'em up the road like why you had 200 f*cking saying
[?] off to the door cause n*ggas told the statements yeah they made it
Tryna paint the picture but don't got the paint brush [?]
Crackers tryna frame me, how my day one I can't f*cking claim it
Got tired of all that dissing this and that, tryna give the wack
My n*gga hollow tip, roger that, I trick or treat I'm back
Halloween my [?] gon' ha-ha that
In the [?] no Cover 3, I let them dogs attack
We gon' stick on that
[Chorus]
I done mixed murder with that beef and it turned out nice
I call these n*ggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread or better yet some lice
I done mixed murder with that beef and it turned out nice
I call these n*ggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread or better yet some lice

[Verse 2]
I think that I'd be better off alone now I'm just in my zone
What's understood ain't gotta be explained and never even shown
That's why I told him fall off in the cut and he gon' leave your home
He just wanna show out for the 'net, but I'm too f*cking grown
n*ggas calling me from *67 like they so unknown
I wonder if how n*ggas got my number why they on my f*cking phone
n*gga talking like he f*cking Cujo on that microphone
[?] you ain't no rolling stone
f*ck around and mix that beef with murda, n*ggas tryna hurt you
Geekin off them beans ain't talking Urkel, this sh*t really murda
Dorito bag a n*gga, 613, he ain't getting closure
b*tch boy tryna really beef with me he ain't get exposure

[Chorus]
I done mixed murder with that beef finna turn not nice
I call these n*ggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread or better yet some lice
I done mixed murder with that beef and it turned out nice
I call these n*ggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread or better yet some lice