Yun Wan Beef - Lil B

Nah what I’m saying

We thugged out what I’m saying

It’s your boy Lil B you feel me

I ain’t playing what up you feel me

See me bitch come and talk to me bitch

It’s that gangster rap with that nigga

Need for fire bitches need alcohol and swishers

Went to fucking bitches yeah I need ten bitches

Child support mean she gonna have a bad christmas

I gonna take that bitch child support me

No respect for my mind bitches playing these games

Bah Bah she gone get hit with that eye

I stay hands on but she still gonna get touched

Never had real beef never been fucky fuck

I know about numbers I don’t know about laws

Every day I play numbers every day I flex hummers

Every day I fucked fifteen bitches for the summer

I could fuck fifty two but I want a smaller number

Every day tiny shirt every day tiny pants

Every day with that money and I still go HAM

2015 niggas still talking money

Niggas still talking murder

Niggas still talking smother

Niggas still doing under

Niggas still doing numbers

Nigga flex a baby Hummer it’s the Based God fucker

One two three it’s the alcohol in me

It’s the alcohol in you make you think that you a fool

Make you think you want beef but you don’t want beef

You see me in the street you see me in the street

You don’t want no beef you don’t want no beef you want no beef

Y’all don’t want beef, y’all don’t want beef, y’all don’t know me

Yeah man gutter shit they gotta go.

We gotta go

Feel me

If it ain’t under if it ain’t real we can’t fuck with it

It’s your boy Lil B

Thugged out what

Thugged out what

Thugged out pissed off let’s go