Pick'd Up Beef Lyrics

10 toes down we ain't new to this

We was young and dumb doing stupid shit

We was loading all them guns with that foolishness

Bitches get shot tryna love me on that cupid shit

I did alotta shit and I ain't proud of it

Call up bro he gon pull-up let that choppa spit

Ducking smome we got the addy to his momma crib, and nigga we dont give a fuck about yoo mommas crib

All these diamonds dancing on me coats a settlement

Nigga, we could beef, ain't no settling

I almost let her get me out my element

We was perfect, I was hard like she was devilish

Don't need love, I got a bond with these dead presidents

Mixin' different drugs, niggas lungs might fail again

If I up it, gotta bust it cause a opp might tell again

Keep a witness out the system, bruh might go to jail again

Baby, I wish you was here with your grandson

I got too many questions with no answers

Exotic, I'ma throw it up for ransom

Coo a P, I break it down like I'm a dancer

For them niggas, hella smoke, we give them cancer

If I ain't got no hollows, blicky throw a tantrum

Every time a nigga fell, I got back up

That's why I'm so cool with slidin' with no back up

They play foul and they scamming, guess they hacks huh?

It's a problem, nigga, tell me where you at then

On that creepy shit, I watch out for that back door

If you a goat what you chillin' with them rats for?

I don't use my love, blame my last hoe

I gotta piss, this nigga shootin' in the bathroom

Took me a minute, now I'm fuckin' with the tattoos

I showed him mine and now this nigga want a bag too

That nigga broke as fuck and shit, I think he bag-proof

I'm only ridin' with that bag, it is smell-proof

Somehow I always get a headache when I smell boof

Hope I ain't gotta tell you how to address me

When it's go time, just FaceTime, don't text me

I ain't tryna face time if your phone linked

Feds watchin, phones be tapped and you ain't even hip

She took some money out my jeans, can't wait to see the bitch

All it take is one call and it's a war

You gon' get stained, you tryna leave it on the floor

I met him one time and he keep comin' back for more

TooTrenchy for real i get love at the corner store

Nah the Trenchiest for real I get love everywhere I go

We have none on the soda we out everything on the four

Niggas broke as fuck but we don't live like that no more

If it aint about a dollar and I ain't steppin' out the door

My camera slide to me from out of town or on the road

My beats get made for me and they get sent straight to my phone

Knew the pluf since we was jits and we was cool before we smoked

I ain't fuckin' local bitches, I be fuckin' O.T. hows

We picked up hella beef, we gotta share each other's Lo's

We picked up hella beef, we used to share eachothers piles

Slidin' up and down the same street from 8 to 12

Scopin' for some goues before a nigga hit the drill

We so slidin' around with glizzy's, when we swervin' in the field

I just QP on my own, I ain't servin' niggas deals

I aint get a chance to tell him that this shit gettn for real

I know how to keep it trenchy, I had nights without a meal

A lot of niggas had my back before they stabbed it

I know a nigga sniffed a bump, now he a addict I'll get rich and still w tryna trap out the mansion

You gon' catch me with a pound before a bad bitch