beefing - yng moon lyrics
(yng, yuh, woah woah woah)
i make y’all run up your checks like i’m the f*cking flash all these b*tches on me shaking all their ass (aye) never smoke no boof only f*cking gas always trynna bring me down even bringing up my past, lil boy how didn’t you know your group wouldn’t last now you out here on the streets looking like f*cking trash your b*tch hit up my line wanting to smash i told her no baby unless you got some f*cking cash ima teach y’all a lesson take you to class (stop beefing and go get some f*cking cash)x3
you ain’t nun like the rest put some gold on you lookin like a treasure chest, let me spend some racks on you like baby is you down or not want a new bag yk we about to cop get you so wet you need to bring a mop getting you whatever you want like i’m santa claus (aye) you can be my mrs claus baby you so perfect you ain’t got no flaws
got your shorty in a trans she come over and do her dance then she starts to pulling down my pants giving me that sloppy told her make it choppy yk she love to top me rising to the top no one can stop me aye
i make y’all run up your checks like i’m the f*cking flash all these b*tches on me shaking all their ass never smoke no boof only f*cking gas always trynna bring me down even bringing up my past lil boy how didn’t you know your group wouldn’t last now you out here on the streets looking like f*cking trash your bitxh hit up my line wanting to smash i told her no baby unless you got some f*cking cash ima teach y’all a lesson take you to class (stop beefing and go get some f*cking cash)x3
you ain’t nun like the rest put some gold on you lookin like a treasure chest, let me spend some racks on you like baby is you down or not want a new bag yk we about to cop get you so wet you need to bring a mop getting you whatever you want like i’m santa claus you can be my mrs claus baby you so perfect you ain’t got no flaws
got your shorty in a trans she come over and do her dance then she starts to pulling down my pants giving me that sloppy yk she love to top me rising to the top no one can stop me
i make y’all run up your checks like i’m the f*cking flash all these b*tches on me shaking all their ass never smoke no boof only f*cking gas always trynna bring me down even bringing up my past lil boy how didn’t you know your group wouldn’t last now you out here on the streets looking like f*cking trash your bitxh hit up my line wanting to smash i told her no baby unless you got some f*cking cash ima teach y’all a lesson take you to class (stop beefing and go get some f*cking cash)x3
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