Beef (feat. Meek Mill) Song Lyrics

Helluva made this beat, baby
Haa
Meek, you got your strap?
Ain't nothin' to talk 'bout
Let's get it

I don't sleep on no beef
We ain't sleeping on these niggas
You know I'm on top of everything, nigga (Lurking)
I come on your street
We're just creeping on these niggas (Yeah)
Fuck talking, let that metal bang, nigga
Murk 'em
I don't squash no beef
We ain't throwing no flags
I was taught to handle everything, nigga (Handle that)
I don't play with no beef
We ain't play with no pussy
Run in his crib and kill everything living, you hear me? (Brr)

If I wanted a nigga gone, he a dead man (He through)
Say my name on his song, he a dead man (That's your ass)
Tryna hide behind your niggas, that's your man's ass (nigga)
I leave his whole body bloody, call him Red Man
Hit the club in them Audi trucks and threw bands
Don't get it twisted, bitch, we still got them Scooby Doo vans (Still slidin')
Fuck with me, I'ma come to where you stand
And walk in your house with big shit like I'm finna move in
(Tell that bitch, we in this bitch)
Let me say that I don't wanna see you bustlin' (Kill the niggas)
Niggas in your backyard and on your front grass (We here)
And then don't shot cribs, they gon' give you one chance
Like nigga, come outside or we gon' come in, boy

I don't sleep on no beef
We ain't sleeping on these niggas
You know I'm on top of everything, nigga (Lurking)
I come on your street
We're just creeping on these niggas (Yeah)