Beat da Beat Lyrics

(Yeah, yeah)

(Haha)

(Yeah)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

(BWalk, BWalk, BWalk)

BWalk beat up the beat, you know it's a tragedy

Niggas be cloning cause I'm so immaculate

Swerve in the stoley, pull up in that foreign shit

Big Tonka, widebody, with coolant kit

Give a fuck bout school, posted up with the cooler kids

Getting green in the Tracky, no games I am not a squid

It's a cookout, see opps, sending shots, baby back them ribs

Silencer chopper go (pew, pew) that's my new adlib

Dracos on Dracos on Dracos on Dracos,

40s on 40s on 40s on 40s,

Keep a big dog, nigga this ain't no Yorkie

Niggas cap and shit telling make believe stories, yeah

(What?)

Hop in that big body truck

Levitate off the ground cause this gas got me up

Tell my side bitches main man to get his bread up

Putting racks on racks in the money counter

Pour a deuce of the wocky inside my Fanta

In the back of the 'Bach swerving through Atlanta

Going ghost on my shawdies like Danny Phantom

(Yeah, huh, brokeboy)

I'm BWalker I beat up the beat

Niggas cloning cause I am where they wanna be

Got both Double R's, now I need a Bentley

On the move, but you never gon catch me in traffic

Dropping off the drop top, then boom (Oh My God, what happened?)

BWalker he pulled out a big stick, he caught the wrong bullet that niggas a pick six

Put that boy on two-wheels I'm not talking 'bout ripsticks

Put his boys underwater, that niggas a fishstick

Got ice on my neck frozen over like glaciers of water, that shit really glisten

That fye thaw you out, cause you niggas ice cold

(These boys be thinking that they Alphas)

I got the choppa painting y'all niggas red

(Shimmy off the hate like some Kappas)

Big dog on the block, with the dog let it bark

(It's a wrap for you niggas, Omega)

I be murdering beats, reversing the track, I'm seeing Stranger Things like Vecna, yeah

Y'all niggas the bowl, and BWalker the shit again

These niggas be mad cause BWalker he up again

How you claim City Boys, but you hang with some shitty men

(Get out my face, and get dividends)

How are you 30 but don't know Ben Franklin, go get paid today

You ain't never catching my amounts

(Cause I'm get paid everyday, every way)

BWalk beat up the beat, you know it's a tragedy

Niggas be cloning cause I'm so immaculate

Swerve in the stoley, pull up in that foreign shit

Big Tonka, widebody, with coolant kit

Give a fuck bout school, posted up with the cooler kids

Getting green in the Tracky, no games I am not a squid

It's a cookout, see opps, sending shots, baby back them ribs

Silencer chopper go pew, pew, pew, pew

Yeah, uh

BWalk, BWalk, BWalk

Yeah