Beefy lyrics

[Intro]
You have no more messages
(We in this—ro-ro, rockin' with, ro-rockin' with)

[Chorus]
Yeah, I can't spend a bag on a freak ho (Let's go)
Yeah, I'm so goddamn pretty, I'm a bad ho (Say what?)
I'm so goddamn pretty, I'm a bad ho (I'm a bad b*tch)
I'm so goddamn pretty, I'm a bad ho (I'm a bad b*tch)

[Verse]
I Rick on my tee (My Rick tee)
I Rick on my tee (Nah, for real)
Golds all in my teeth (And what?), shawty stop playin' with me (See what I'm sayin'?)
I got them grills all in my mouth, so I don't even talk cheap (Say what?)
These n*ggas talkin' cheap, I popped an E-E
She is a eater, yeah, she talkin' 'bout eat-eat (Eugh)
You know I'm followin' God, I feel like Yeezy (Say what?)
That ass so meaty, her sh*t so beefy
She tryna please me, she tryna freak me (Yeah, yeah)
Damn, why you be poppin' them Percs in they face?
I'm with your ho and I take her on a date (b*tch)
I ride around with that stick on my waist (Boop)
Ain't talkin' 'bout steel, but I keep me a safe (What?)
I beat the beat up just like a slave (Finna get beat up, finna get beat up)
Yeah, I beat the beat up just like a slave (Woah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, I can't spend a bag on a freak ho (Let's go)
Yeah, I'm so goddamn pretty, I'm a bad ho (Say what?)
I'm so goddamn pretty, I'm a bad ho (I'm a bad b*tch)
I'm so goddamn pretty, I'm a bad ho (I'm a bad b*tch)