No Beef lyrics

by

Punchmade Dev


[Pre-Chorus]
I got them hunnids in the pocket so the feds on my ass
Got drip and runnin' to that profit and securing a bag
I’m on a roll skippin' stage, flying duck the first class
And I ain't beefing with you n*ggas if it ain’t bout that cash

[Chorus]
And I don't beef over b*tches so you can stop with the cappin'
I think you n*ggas went missin' 'fore I made it off rappin'
I see 'em swishin' and plottin’, I stuff them racks in the mattress
Don’t give a f*ck with that thotty, you pus*y boy you can have it
They see I finally made it, they tryna get on my life
These n*ggas sayin' I’m fakin', they said he ain't movin' right
And I don’t want no relations, I'm out here just givin' pipe
And we stay strapped like the navy, we keep them di*ks like a dike

[Verse 1]
Th-th-thirty clip up in that stick, we layin' n*ggas down
Just like a field trip we sendin' n*ggas out of town
We gon pull up on his block and spray a hunnid rounds
And we gon call that n*gga out just like he out of bounds
I ain't worry 'bout a ho, I'm chasin' big dreams
Just like an NBA player I got big rinks
I see my first ten bands when I was fifteen
That thirty heat a n*gga up like he need sunscreen
[Chorus]
And I don't beef over b*tches so you can stop with the cappin'
I think you n*ggas went missin' 'fore I made it off rappin'
I see 'em swishin' and plottin', I stuff them racks in the mattress
Don't give a f*ck with that thotty, you pus*y boy you can have it
They see I finally made it, they tryna get on my life
These n*ggas sayin' I'm fakin', they said he ain't movin' right
And I don't want no relations, I'm out here just givin' pipe
And we stay strapped like the navy, we keep them di*ks like a dike

[Verse 2]
I be finessing and flexing that's why your b*tch on my di*k
She keep on calling and texting I had to block that lil' bih
We ain't ducking no action unless we know he gon snitch
We just be stacking and praying and layin' low for them chips
I got my shooters they with me and they gon shoot, Scottie Pippen
He talkin' tough on computers I bet his ass end up missing
My n*ggas shootin' and scoring, straight to that casket [?]
And we stay out here, we scamming make sure them packs is still flippin'

[Chorus]
And I don't beef over b*tches so you can stop with the cappin'
I think you n*ggas went missin' 'fore I made it off rappin'
I see 'em swishin' and plottin', I stuff them racks in the mattress
Don't give a f*ck with that thotty, you pus*y boy you can have it
They see I finally made it, they tryna get on my life
These n*ggas sayin' I'm fakin', they said he ain't movin' right
And I don't want no relations, I'm out here just givin' pipe
And we stay strapped like the navy, we keep them di*ks like a dike
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