Beef - Playstation 2 lyrics

[Intro] I told that b**h stop using me before I say bye bye just like Luigi, yuh (Bye Bye!) She say that I'm controlling her but I just told her it's just ‘cause she feeling me [Verse 1] I told that b**h stop using me before I say bye bye just like Luigi, yuh (Bye Bye!) She say that I'm controlling her but I just told her it's just ‘cause she feeling me But I don't mind it Get off me, I'm not sorry I just wanted to f** at the party And just take your body No I didn't need no molly I am not Bill Cosby But them calls be very crazy It's sunny so n***as shady, aye Lay a n***a like he lazy He'll feel my wrath just like I'm Hades Then I'll take his b**h then bend her back just like Mercedes Shots out, you thought it was independence day That's not the case, no business I don't catch no feelings I'm not Odell Beckham with these b**hes Aye― f** these b**hes aye, f** these n***as too I wrote this sh** in school My verses flame, they not just cool Tighten up, aye n***as play my songs like they play PS2 in 2002 They lie like they don't but it's true, aye I wrote this sh** 3 months ago while I was grounded Isn't that astounding How's it sounding? How's it sounding? Aye f**— [Verse 2] All my diamonds come first just like they winning races All my diamonds dark like Vader but I ain't a racist But they all still shine bright like light on white paper Yeah they clear yet wet like vapor that precipitated Only clean n***as at my table, I don't need a waitress After I'm done with her, the waitress is gon' need a waitress She told me to f** her now, I told her you gon' have to wait b**h I put my balls up in her basket, she give me a flagrant “Why every verse you talk about k**ing n***as?” Oh my god, put my finger on the trigger turn a n***a to steak dinner Bullets make a n***a run, he get thinner All these n***as are so trash, they are just litter I'm just having fun, let me stop You ain't a G, that's just a thought You ain't got no juice, tropican-not The choppa' cannot wait, to knock on your door and your block, aye, woah The shots cannot wait, the clock hit the top Once I just go, I cannot stop If you in the open, you ‘bout to drop My aim never flop, like fish on the dock You n***as is shaking, when I pull up with my mob and we mobbing We cappin' y'all a**, the blood on the floor, we get to mopping So when the feds come evidence is discarded You ain't shooting right, you is looking like Harden You is on rookie and I am on hardened Your raps be the softest, you acting like Charmin I am a prophet, I make all the profit [Pre-Verse] Ight, ight, just listen I needa be f**ing done with this sample I'm surprised y'all still here I'm keeping this part short Just listen, just listen [Verse 3] My whole life is changing My thoughts rearranging My brain losing placement My mind is just racing It's in different places Like travelers payments You can ask attention It knows I don't pay it Why would I pay men that don't get me no p**y But just give me problems like I am tutoring Who… would've… thought… That I would've murdered this 3 PS2 beats on the same song You've never heard of this You've never heard of this You've never heard of this, aye I don't give a f** and no I'm not a virgin I ain't like these virgins, I'm f**ing the game up on purpose My rhymes are so sweet like they flirting Yet tough like they hurting Woah They take off so quick man you'd think they was skrting Like witnessing Tokyo Drift up in person Don't say that I'm spitting, I'm actually spurting, a**erting and preaching the truth like a sermon I'm serving these services on the Earth's surfaces Blessing the curses of turf that I'm working But we ain't in churches