Beating Down Yo Block lyrics

[Intro: Yungstar]
Ridin', blowin' big, sippin' on a daily basis (Merion Krazy)
Quick to hop out on your block and wreck faces
Slanted slabs in open spaces, looking good and standing tall
Beatin' down yo' block, knocking pictures off the wall (Leo)

[Verse 1]
Young rich b*tch, I feel like I got something to prove (For real)
Slap the sh*t out me a n*gga if he acting like a fool (The f*ck?)
And b*tches tried to hold me back when I was up at school (Uh)
But I was beating hoes up and knocking b*tches out they shoes (Ha ha)
These is facts—any b*tch could vouch for me
I can't break no bread if you wasn't sleeping on that couch for me (At all)
Put 'em on TV, my n*ggas giving out they clout for free
And I'm not for the game, so, b*tch, you better watch your mouth with me
Ayy, 'cause it get ugly, but I'm a sweetheart—you can't tell?
You wouldn't know what all I been through 'cause I make this sh*t look well (For real)
I can't send you no money, so don't call me from no cell (Uh-huh)
'Cause I ain't holding no n*gga down, so, b*tch, you better not go to jail
n*gga, I mean that
Watched a couple hoes switch up on me, I hate I seen that (Eww)
We got dirty money, so you know we had to clean that
Can't f*ck with n*ggas that got hoes, I won't get in between that (Uh-uh)
We toss n*ggas around, we treat these n*ggas like they beanbags
n*ggas think they player 'til they meet a real P b*tch
And I taste like sugar, but ain't a damn thing sweet, b*tch (The f*ck?)
I would never let another n*gga try me like no weak b*tch
I'm pretty, but I'll take a n*gga life, and that's the tea, b*tch (For real)
[Chorus]
I'm pimpin' on a daily basis
I'm quick to break a n*gga down for them dead faces
I don't f*ck with b*tches, we not friends and we not pals
Beating down yo' block, taking n*ggas from they gals
I'm pimpin' on a daily basis
I'm quick to break a n*gga down for them dead faces
I don't f*ck with b*tches, we not friends and we not pals
Beating down yo' block, taking n*ggas from they gals

[Verse 2]
b*tch, I'm fine—slim waist, pretty face, he know I'm a dime (Uh-huh)
Can't lay up with no n*gga 'cause I do not have the time (At all)
And I can't claim a n*gga 'cause none of these n*ggas mine (Eww)
Don't ask me 'bout my ex, let's just pretend that n*gga died (Stupid)
Ain't no pressure bout no n*gga, tell his ass to fall in line (For real)
And if he can't get right, I'm just gon' take it as a sign
'Cause for this next line, you gotta look me in my eyes:
If you think I'ma sweat you, you out your motherf*cking mind (Dummy)
Is you stupid? Is you dumb? Pick a side (Stupid)
I feel like FBG Duck, I'm tryna slide (Tryna slide)
When I creep around that corner, b*tch, you better run and hide (For real)
And we ain't taking sh*t to heart, we just gon' take it right outside (Come here)
And if we take one of your people, better take that sh*t in stride (For real)
b*tch, you said you was a killer, but it's looking like you lied (Stupid)
And b*tches know I lead the pack, I'm feeling like a tour guide (Uh-huh)
If I catch a chicken lacking, b*tch, your ass as good as fried (Ahh)
VVS is hitting, got this sh*t from number nine (Uh-huh)
Swerving, switching lanes, I almost broke my f*cking spine (Ow)
Remember being broke, I swear them jobs was hard to find (Uh-huh)
But now, look at me shining, I thank God 'cause it's my time
So I'm— (Uh-huh)
[Chorus]
Pimpin' on a daily basis (For real)
I'm quick to break a n*gga down for them dead faces
I don't f*ck with b*tches, we not friends and we not pals
Beating down yo' block, taking n*ggas from they gals
Pimp—Pimp—Pimpin' on a daily basis
I'm quick to break a n*gga down for them dead faces
I don't f*ck with b*tches, we not friends and we not pals
Beating down yo' block, taking n*ggas from they gals