CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Gevonci
Heard you got beef my n***a wats the problem
Break em all down like a math problem solve em
I don’t want yo heart b*t*h I want yo noggin
Beating that neck until she said it’s throbbing
Pull up on a n***a and i tell em what’s Poppin
Ima fly ass n***a like Mary poppin
Wearing all black now a n***a need Robin
b*t*h I am Batman shouts to the boy robin
I’m not resting till I pull up in a benzo
Stacking up money like my uncle lorenzo
Boy stop flexing man yk that’s a rental
Idk you why you talking bout my ken fo
Go head first on a pu**y that’s a 10 4
Stuck on yo b*t*h mind I’m on her mental
Ya boi bout to blow like coke n mentos
Got them boys all scared o sh*t no
Pop up on the scene like I’m a phantom
Yo main b*t*h just told me I’m handsome
Didn’t need to say that umm that’s random
Yung xay bout to take yo b*t*h for ransom
Don’t talk to brokе boys man can’t stand em
Tip toe on landmines whеn I plant em
Running up money you should call me joey bandsome
Dem boys not from the Polk we gon ban them
These n***as all lying man I swear to god they cap
Broke boys got cooties don’t give me dap
Had to make money so a n***a gotta trap
That’s my slime so a n***a say slat
Give me that neck when I beat that back hop on the mic man yk it’s a wrap
f**king up the scoreboard look at the stats
I don’t ever cap in my rap telling fax
I need some gevonci uhh uh uh uh
With jasepis uhhhh uh uh uh
And Jesus piece uh uh uh uh
Excuse me plz uhhhhh uhhh uh
Yo b*t*h on her neez uh uh uh uh
Want a verse pay a fee uhh uh uh
Thought sh*t was free uh uh uh uh
O you funny uh uh uh uh (x2)
Me and my n***as we plotting
Said you want beef so my n***as went shopping
Homie coped him a new whip and we hop in
Feel like jack Harlow cuz really wats Poppin
Come get yo b*t*h cuz she really be thotting
Feelings will be hurt and neck will be dropping
Michael Jackson in that pu**y moonwalking
Broke boys always do the most talking
Most haters always internet stalking
Hit the pu**y once with a nice lil bam bam
She was throwing it this way and it got rammed rammed
That was yo girl o sh*t man damn damn
You can keep the b*t*h I don’t really want her man man
Can’t fw broke boys f**k n***as can’t stand
See me making moves now these n***as really mad man
Bout to come for yo ass spider man sand man
Running up the band band band band bands
n***as all talk till they talk to the cops man
Hair ain’t ginger but I got a lot of bread man
Give me some time ima blow like a ceiling fan
When I’m in the pu**y hit the woah like dancing Dan
Picking all these b*t*hes like a god damn mexican
I don’t catch feelings so I can’t be yo superman
Yo boy so hot like a god damn frying pan
Tell the gang that’s on me
I need some gevonci uhh uh uh uh
With jasepis uhhhh uh uh uh
And Jesus piece uh uh uh uh
Excuse me plz uhhhhh uhhh uh
Yo b*t*h on her neez uh uh uh uh
Want a verse pay a fee uhh uh uh
Thought sh*t was free uh uh uh uh
O you funny uh uh uh uh (x2)
Break em all down like a math problem solve em
I don’t want yo heart b*t*h I want yo noggin
Beating that neck until she said it’s throbbing
Pull up on a n***a and i tell em what’s Poppin
Ima fly ass n***a like Mary poppin
Wearing all black now a n***a need Robin
b*t*h I am Batman shouts to the boy robin
I’m not resting till I pull up in a benzo
Stacking up money like my uncle lorenzo
Boy stop flexing man yk that’s a rental
Idk you why you talking bout my ken fo
Go head first on a pu**y that’s a 10 4
Stuck on yo b*t*h mind I’m on her mental
Ya boi bout to blow like coke n mentos
Got them boys all scared o sh*t no
Pop up on the scene like I’m a phantom
Yo main b*t*h just told me I’m handsome
Didn’t need to say that umm that’s random
Yung xay bout to take yo b*t*h for ransom
Don’t talk to brokе boys man can’t stand em
Tip toe on landmines whеn I plant em
Running up money you should call me joey bandsome
Dem boys not from the Polk we gon ban them
These n***as all lying man I swear to god they cap
Broke boys got cooties don’t give me dap
Had to make money so a n***a gotta trap
That’s my slime so a n***a say slat
Give me that neck when I beat that back hop on the mic man yk it’s a wrap
f**king up the scoreboard look at the stats
I don’t ever cap in my rap telling fax
I need some gevonci uhh uh uh uh
With jasepis uhhhh uh uh uh
And Jesus piece uh uh uh uh
Excuse me plz uhhhhh uhhh uh
Yo b*t*h on her neez uh uh uh uh
Want a verse pay a fee uhh uh uh
Thought sh*t was free uh uh uh uh
O you funny uh uh uh uh (x2)
Me and my n***as we plotting
Said you want beef so my n***as went shopping
Homie coped him a new whip and we hop in
Feel like jack Harlow cuz really wats Poppin
Come get yo b*t*h cuz she really be thotting
Feelings will be hurt and neck will be dropping
Michael Jackson in that pu**y moonwalking
Broke boys always do the most talking
Most haters always internet stalking
Hit the pu**y once with a nice lil bam bam
She was throwing it this way and it got rammed rammed
That was yo girl o sh*t man damn damn
You can keep the b*t*h I don’t really want her man man
Can’t fw broke boys f**k n***as can’t stand
See me making moves now these n***as really mad man
Bout to come for yo ass spider man sand man
Running up the band band band band bands
n***as all talk till they talk to the cops man
Hair ain’t ginger but I got a lot of bread man
Give me some time ima blow like a ceiling fan
When I’m in the pu**y hit the woah like dancing Dan
Picking all these b*t*hes like a god damn mexican
I don’t catch feelings so I can’t be yo superman
Yo boy so hot like a god damn frying pan
Tell the gang that’s on me
I need some gevonci uhh uh uh uh
With jasepis uhhhh uh uh uh
And Jesus piece uh uh uh uh
Excuse me plz uhhhhh uhhh uh
Yo b*t*h on her neez uh uh uh uh
Want a verse pay a fee uhh uh uh
Thought sh*t was free uh uh uh uh
O you funny uh uh uh uh (x2)
