Beat It lyrics

by

Rich Homie Quan


[Intro]
Ay Blac, (Rich Homie Quan) you know Youngsta (and I'm the motherf*cking Youngsta, yeah)
We just popped a whole Xan, get a 64 n*gga

[Hook: Rich Homie Quan + Blac Youngsta]
If you got a man you can leave his ass at the crib
f*ckin’ with your baby momma I don’t care how you feel
That pus*y like a beat Imma motherf*cking kill
Speedin' down the motherf*ckin' (?) with my n*gga
I beat it up, I beat it, beat it, beat it
Michael Jackson, I beat I beat it, beat it
I beat it, I beat it, I beat it, beat it
I beat it, beat it, beat it
If you got a man you can leave his ass at the crib
f*ckin’ with your baby momma I don’t care how you feel
That pus*y like a beat Imma motherf*cking kill
Speedin' down the motherf*ckin' (?) with my n*gga
I beat it up, I beat it, beat it, beat it

[Verse 1: Blac Youngsta]
That pus*y, I eat it, I eat it, eat it
I skeet it, I skeet it, I skeet it, skeet it
I hit it from the back, she want it deeper
I f*cked her to Rich Homie's song
She my girl so I f*cked her with no rubber on
When she see me out in public, she make crazy faces
When I'm f*ckin' with a ho she go crazy-crazy
She make pretty faces
Dead faces in my pocket, I ain't wastin'-wastin'
Bought a house in Hollywood and I love my labels
But I'm a blood and you know I f*ck with labels hood
[Hook: Rich Homie Quan + Blac Youngsta]
If you got a man you can leave his ass at the crib
f*ckin’ with your baby momma I don’t care how you feel
That pus*y like a beat Imma motherf*cking kill
Speedin' down the motherf*ckin' (?) with my n*gga
I beat it up, I beat it, beat it, beat it
Michael Jackson, I beat I beat it, beat it
I beat it, I beat it, I beat it, beat it
I beat it, I beat it, beat it
If you got a man you can leave his ass at the crib
f*ckin’ with your baby momma I don’t care how you feel
That pus*y like a beat Imma motherf*cking kill
Speedin' down the motherf*ckin' (?) with my n*gga
I beat it up, I beat it, beat it, beat it
Michael Jackson, I beat I beat it, beat it
I beat it, I beat it, I beat it, beat it
I beat it, I beat it, beat it

[Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan]
I beat that little pus*y like she ain't never had a beef
She fell in love with the Homie and we ain't never-ever meet
Every time she wanna f*ck I make a bed, make her suck clean
If I find out she cheatin', b*tch I want back my ring
Knock that pus*y out like we in a ring
Don't care what he talkin' about, he is no seein'
MO hit back, they my worst, they all clingy
Pull up on little shawty got that top on that Beemer
Make them feel some type of way, know my demeanor
Turned up like a motherf*cker
Burn me like a motherf*cker
These n*ggas ain't real you n*gga turning like a motherf*cker
You can't get no love from me
I be a (bad) n*gga baby
[Hook: Rich Homie Quan + Blac Youngsta]
If you got a man you can leave his ass at the crib
f*ckin’ with your baby momma I don’t care how you feel
That pus*y like a beat Imma motherf*cking kill
Speedin' down the motherf*ckin' (?) with my n*gga
I beat it up, I beat it, beat it, beat it
Michael Jackson, I beat I beat it, beat it
I beat it, I beat it, I beat it, beat it
I beat it, I beat it, beat it
If you got a man you can leave his ass at the crib
f*ckin’ with your baby momma I don’t care how you feel
That pus*y like a beat Imma motherf*cking kill
Speedin' down the motherf*ckin' (?) with my n*gga
I beat it up, I beat it, beat it, beat it
Michael Jackson, I beat I beat it, beat it
I beat it, I beat it, I beat it, beat it
I beat it, I beat it, beat it
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