LONERBOYZ - BEEF Lyrics

Hamburger, cheeseburger, Big Mac, Whopper
Hamburger, cheeseburger, Big Mac, Whopper
Hamburger, cheeseburger, Big Mac, Whopper
Hamburger, cheeseburger, Big Mac, Whopper
Hamburger, cheeseburger, Big Mac, Whopper
Hamburger, cheeseburger, Big Mac, Whopper
Hamburger, cheeseburger, Big Mac, Whopper
Don't make me f*ckin' beat yo ass
Take yo face off, make a mask
Drain your blood into a flask
All of that for talkin' trash
Bitch you gon' get pimp slapped
If you come at me with that f*ckin' heat
I'll meet you in the streets and fill the sidewalk with your teeth
Turn your body into meat and start my own food chain
Slice you up like Wu-Tang
Makin' enemies afraid of me sayin' "ooh dang"
Let's not f*ck wit' him, he a beast, he psychotic
If you want that beef you know I f*ckin' got it
And I'm ready to serve it to you well done
Yo bitch and I are gonna have some real fun
It's only a matter of time till I'm all up in her buns
She keep tellin' me she can feel my dick all up in her tums
Hear the drums and her hums
I'll make sure to leave you crumbs
But watch out for the mayo that I left up in her gums
Lil boy
She swallowed all my sons
There's a-lot I'd do to show you that I'm not the f*ckin' one
You don't want no beef with me
I'll make you f*ckin' history
Lil boy, your breath be stinkin
You need Listerine, sincerely
Servin' beef, I do that weekly
Lil weak ass boy, please do not f*ck with me
Bitch
Can I get a
A Big Mac
With, uh, medium fries
And a large soda
Sprite, please
Thank you
Trying to figure out when's the last time when someone
Wants beef with me over something that was so dumb
The disrespect is wild, I need to get a shotgun
Best believe you will not like the outcome
Your girl is on my dick
She said she likes it juicy
Told her, bend that ass over
She got that gushy gushy
Baby, you ain't f*cking with a rookie
Let's start a Toy Story, girl
I got the Woody
I buzz light year with this rap shit
Cause we got a light year, yeah we pass it
You want beef with me boy, that's madness
Flip it over and lay it flat like a mattress
The fact is
You can't do nothing
You ain't even like that pussy boy, stop fronting
Don't make me get my deer hat and start hunting
Like James Brown said, "Don't start none, won't be none"
Pussy!
Yeah
Dro Rez
My opps be ordering Impossible Whoppers
They don't want beef!
Ha!
Let's go
No need to clear the air 'cause we were never ever buddies (Never)
It ain't rare for me to leave a pussy boy bloody
Put you on ice like when I make my soda muddy
Got your girl on the side like some fries, that hoe slutty (Yuh)
You don't want no beef, I'm a carnivore
Paint the walls with blood, this the art of war
If it ain't bout a truce then what you callin' for?
Riding with a Tank like the whole city of Baltimore
It's time for you to go back to the drawing board (Aye)
We gon' stake out
Catch him while he gettin' take out
Pull the Macs out
He got shook, he finna pass out
Swear that man buns, gun-butt him now his head got knots
And there's stars around him like a motherf*ckin' astronaut
Drag him to the V, hands and feet gettin' ziptied
Can't forget to put the duct tape over his lips tight
We need all your cheese so we speedin' to your crib tonight
Now you in a pickle, beef with us?
Shoulda thought twice