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beckham (41 mix) - dee billz, kyle richh, jenn carter & tata lyrics

[intro]
i’m not finna explain my—
in the streets, the n*ggas that’s from new york know what’s up with me, gang
so you tellin’ me they dropped that— look, so you tellin’ me they went in the studio (young madz)
made the song (chee on the beat)
they wouldn’t just— yo, yo, yo, yo, gang
you wylin’, bro
no [?], gang

[chorus: dee billz & kyle richh]
in the spot and i came with the felons (i’m with the felons)
ray makk got hit in the back of his melon (ray makk)
and if i throw a bullet, i bet he catch it like beckham (baow, baow, baow)
i told rell b, “hop out the v and send them a message” (rell b, hop out)
grrah, like, if sheik got the wheel (skrrt), i know we gettin’ away (i know we gettin’ away)
word to bro, one of mines got touched and we came to they block same day (word to bro, n*gga)
where are you goin’, lil’ n*gga? you cannot escape (where the f*ck is you goin’?)
and if i got the rock, i might pass it like cp to blake (baow, baow, baow, pass, b*tch)

[verse 2: kyle richh & jenn carter]
41 for the win, i been scorin’ them buckets like i’m jeremy lin
throw a shot if he sinnin’ for swin
i got bullets that’s rippin’ through all of his skin (like, d*mn)
this a message for all of the choos, they don’t want beef with the bros (word to bro)
if i see a g, i’ma shoot
like, when i party, i think about lu (lu)
all this gas, i been feelin’ like snoop
this what the ray makk do (ray ray)
like, i been walkin’ ’em down like a troop
bro been blowin’ his gun like that sh*t was a flute (like, d*mn)
like to diss on the ‘net, like, i can’t wait ’til i run into you (b*tch)
like, if i can’t get them doley (grrah), told bro throw a shot at the crew (grrah)
[verse 3: jenn carter & tata]
grrah, we took a different route (what?)
two*two door, but the g at the back of the coupe (boom)
politickin’ on ig (ig), opp n*ggas dissin’, they keepin’ the boys in the loop (grrt, boom)
like, y’all know where to find me
baby gee dissin’, i swear that we failin’ the youth (failin’ the youth)
and my g stay beside me (‘side me), that boy keep mentionin’ me, i think he a fruit (grrah)

[verse 4: tata]
lot of the main opps tired, and they just puttin’ they other friends in danger (like, what the f*ck?)
n*gga, i’m not leavin’ that side without the k!ll, i’m double backin’ just to flame ’em (boom*boom*boom)
on bro, i used to bully lil’ freddy, he lyin’ in songs, that sh*t fill me with anger (like, word to my dead)
slide through the line, see a g, i’ma bank ’em
tell tp roll the ray makk, i’ma flame him (grrt, like, ray ray)

[verse 5: jenn carter & tata]
j4 got touched, why the f*ck is you worried ’bout me when you could’ve got sent to the sun? (sent to the sun)
that boy might need a psychiatrist, get out of jail and start flirtin’ with studs (flirtin’ with studs)
it’s okay to be true to yourself, i’m the b*tch who get b*tches and tote on my gun (carter, d*ckhead)
what the f*ck did you do to yourself? (4s, 4s, 4s, 4s)
n*gga stuck in a hole and they pickin’ up crumbs

[verse 6: tata]
pick him up, why he tryna blend in?
dummy, someone pass freshy a medkit (like, i’m ’bout to die)
d*mn, dummy got beat three times in a week, i was tight that the bros ain’t end it (like, word to bro)
grrah, like a picture, i fl!ck on it (grrah)
j4 dirty, he never did sh*t (word to my dead)
word to my dead, lil’ leek an imposter, he shootin’ the c, but he used to be crip (like, what the f*ck?)
b*tch
[chorus: dee billz & kyle richh]
in the spot and i came with the felons (i’m with the felons)
ray makk got hit in the back of his melon (ray makk)
and if i throw a bullet, i bet he catch it like beckham (baow, baow, baow)
i told rell b, “hop out the v and send them a message” (rell b, hop out)
grrah, like, if sheik got the wheel (skrrt), i know we gettin’ away (i know we gettin’ away)
word to bro, one of mines got touched and we came to they block same day (word to bro, n*gga)
where are you goin’, lil’ n*gga? you cannot escape (where the f*ck is you goin’?)
and if i got the rock, i might pass it like cp to blake (baow, baow, baow, pass, b*tch)

- dee billz kyle richh jenn carter tata lyrics

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