(Chorus)
They don't want no beef they know wassup wit me
These n*ggas tough up on the net but freeze up in them streetz
That Pistol tucked ain't scared to bust if n*ggas f*ck wit me
These n*ggas always wanna talk but neva want no beef
(Verse 1)
They don't want no beef they know wassup wit me
I Catch a opp untuck the Glock and let the trigga squeeze
I tell em meet me in the field no time fa Twitter beef
Cuz if I catch u ima end yo L.I.F.E
Ridin round wit my gun n*gga want beef wit me is u dumb n*gga my eyes
Low from that blunt n*gga run up and that gun sting em FMFB we field n*ggas
FMFB thatz reckless gang field boyz sh*t HPDK
Opps out so them poles up my hittaz itchin don't test luck we 30 packin no chit chattin
U dead meat wen my goons catch u my Glock uppin them bullets rock em
He tried to run so we back shot em opposition I say f*ck em I catch
One I'll up the popper ill show his ass wat that clip do That thang
Tucked I'll clap u got calibers they 22s
Got Glock 30s and macs to dey click clack goodnight u got tree shootas
They'll snipe u I'm Yung-G thatz wat I do u talk sh*t I'm gon shoot
(Chorus)
They don't want no beef they know wassup wit me
These n*ggas tough up on the net but freeze up in them streetz
That Pistol tucked ain't scared to bust if n*ggas f*ck wit me
These n*ggas always wanna talk but neva want no beef