Beef (feat. Meek Mill)

Helluva made this beat, baby

Meek you got your strap?

Yeah, then let's talk about it

Let's get it

I don't sleep on no beef, no (We ain't sleepin' on you ****)

You know I'm on top of everything **** (Lurkin')

I come on your street, yeah (We just creepin' on you ****)

Fuck talkin' let that metal bang **** (Murk 'em)

I don't squash no beef, no (We ain't throwin' no flags)

I was taught to handle everything **** (Handle that)

I don't play with no beef, no (We ain't playin' with no pussies)

Run in his crib and kill everything living, you hear me? (Brrt)

If I want a **** gone, he a dead man (He through)

Say my name on his song, he a dead man (That's your ass)

Try to hide behind your ****, that's your mans ass (****)

I leave his whole body bloody, call him Redman

Hit the club in the Audi trucks and threw bands

Don't get it twisted bitch, we still got them Scooby Doo vans (Still sliding)

Fuck with me, I'ma come to where you stayin

And walk in your house with baseheads, like I'm finna move in (Tell that bitch, we in this bitch)

Well lemme say that I don't wanna see you bugs live (Kill them ****)

**** in your backyard and on your front grass (We here)

And they don't shoot cribs, they gon' give you one chance (What?)

Like **** come outside or we gon' come in, boy (Brrt)

I don't sleep on no beef, no (We ain't sleepin' on you ****)

You know I'm on top of everything **** (Lurkin')

I come on your street, yeah (We just creepin' on you ****)

Fuck talkin' let that metal bang **** (Murk 'em)

I don't squash no beef, no (We ain't throwin' no flags)

I was taught to handle everything **** (Handle that)

I don't play with no beef, no (We ain't playin' with no pussies)

Run in his crib and kill everything living (Brrt)

Yo, **** diss me in his raps, how we gonna go about it? (We can go about it)

When we whack 'em shit, Obama probably gonna know about it (Brrt)

Load the chopper, crack the window when we rollin' by 'em (There they go)

Fuck a drive by, run 'em down so we know we got 'em (Hit 'em)

Know we choppin', testament we leave you Holy Bible (Woo)

All this money got me thinkin', "What I owe my rivals?" (Bust)

A **** said we tried to squash it, then you know we lying (Fuck)

I told my youngin', "Grab that rifle, set that boy on fire" (Woo)

Brrt, couple **** used to be with us

We ain't make it to the funeral, they say that we did it

If we make it through the summer, we gonna leave **** (Like what?)

Like it's auto with that auto we gonna squeeze ****, facts

I don't sleep on no beef, no (We ain't sleepin' on you ****)

You know I'm on top of everything **** (Lurkin')

I come on your street, yeah (We just creepin' on you ****)

Fuck talkin' let that metal bang **** (Murk 'em)

I don't squash no beef, no (We ain't throwin' no flags)

I was taught to handle everything **** (Handle that)

I don't play with no beef, no (We ain't playin' with no pussies)

Run in his crib and kill everything living (Brrt)

It's on, I see the fear in your face **** (Lyin')

And ain't no turning back, I got my mind made **** (For real)

I chase ****, eliminate **** (Aye, aye)

Tell 'em Meek, that lemon squeeze, ain't for lemonade **** (No)

I ain't no hatin' ass **** but I hate **** (Hate 'em)

What they gon' do, their doctor ain't got shit to say to **** (He gone)

I'm through the city in that Range with my thang, **** (On my mama)

Say my name and get banged, that's on game **** (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, what)

Still putting Draco's on the plane **** (Draco)

Stopped the PJ in your city, we ain't playing **** (Skirt)

Heard they sneak dissin', seen 'em "What'cha sayin' ****?" (Whatcha sayin'?)

Lost your memory, he must've had them Xans in him (Where them Xans?)

Still ridin' SRT's with them Yams in 'em (Skrrt)

Rental in my cousin's name and with them grams in 'em (Word up)

Catch his homie out in traffic "That's yo' mans ****?" (That's yo' mans?)

He said he ain't fuck with you and he's a fan of us, pussy

These **** tweet alot, these **** text alot (They gon' talk it)

What they gonna do when I pull up and make 'em catch a lot? (Brrat)

Blue beam on that chopper, Kamehameha (Spot 'em)

I throw them Dragon Balls at you like I'm Kakorot (Boom, boom, boom)

Circle through your hood, where your crew at? (Where your crew ****?)

Seen your whole squad and mass 'em like a group text, ugh (Brrt)

Hit your dog twenty times, **** you next, ooh (You next)

Squeeze that Glock until my trigger finger blue, blap, blap

I don't sleep on no beef, no (We ain't sleepin' on you ****)

You know I'm on top of everything **** (Lurkin')

I come on your street, yeah (We just creepin' on you ****)

Fuck talkin' let that metal bang **** (Murk 'em)

I don't squash no beef, no (We ain't throwin' no flags)

I was taught to handle everything **** (Handle that)

I don't play with no beef, no (We ain't playin' with no pussies)

Run in his crib and kill everything living (Brr)