Beezy Flow

QB whats the stizzo N**** talking greasy When I know they soft as pillows I didn’t get the memo Rookie in the game But I treat them like my kiddos She tryna wipe me down But she gotta bring a friend tho M.o.b. still in effect Smoke all in my chest If you aiming for the top Better aim above my neck I ain't going to no club Unless they talking about a check I done seen a couple of bands N**** f*ck your little flex Got that drip drip just like rain drops You the type of n**** don't want no cash You want fame huh I was dead broke You should be happy the way i came up N**** don’t really make it out from where I came from So I had to go dumb Give me the loot I was with the troops We was in pursuit For them hunnids all blue Turn that four door to a coupe Had to get it no excuse Made something outta nothin N**** I’m the living proof If them n**** say they riding Then they riding for real Shawty on my passenger Yeah, she going to pop it for trill If she start catching feelings Ima tell her what’s real I can’t even entertain you I got a bitch for real I can’t even entertain you I got a bitch for real But I know that she still going to Pop it for trill Beezy