Beat It

Lyrics

[Intro] 14 Ay, told that bitch to beat it, got no time [Chorus] Okay, gorilla killer driller, living like a dope dealer Krispy Kreme moon walking, Michael Jackson, no thriller I might tell your girl to beat it, Michael Jackson, no thriller, ayy Who this hitting my line, for bro I don't really got time? But tell that little thottie to beat it, ayy Tell that little thottie to beat it, tell that little thottie to beat it, ayy Tell that little thottie to beat it, tell that little bitch to beat it Tell that little bitch to beat it, ayy Tell that little bitch to beat it, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy [Verse 1] Stack it up, flip it, repeat it If the hoes really- tell them to beat it I don't want your pussy, you can keep it She sucks on that dick like she teething Got a chick that fiend over Rihanna And a chick that fiend over designer Bitch I fiend from only those commas Getting money, I hit you with llamas Yeah, we toting my nigga Take your bitch, I be puffing my nigga I don't play no games with hoes I just want my bankrolls yeah Ayy, beat it hoe, beat it, tell that bitch to beat it I don't need your presence baby girl just beat it [Bridge] Ayy, pesos, bankroll Tell that thottie go beat it, get out of my face ho Ayy, bankroll, ayy, pesos Ayy, I want all my money get out of my face ho Pesos, bankroll Tell that thottie go beat it, get out of my face ho [Verse 2] I've been chasing money, fuck I gotta chase fame for? If she don't fuck the squad, fuck up out a nigga face, ho Fuck what you gotta say ho I'm just tryna get a peso Baby I just need a bankroll Baby girl I need a bankroll Tell that little bitch to go beat it Like she let me hit it from all angles I've been flexing on lil' shawty like a wrestler Baby talking Kurt Angle Perfect living, perfect whip, foreign whipping Hell yeah, add it up, east sushi, like its chicken. (Hey) What a gift, what a vision, what a living (Hey) Got the Rari, got the Lambo, fuck the Civic (Okay) [Chorus] Okay, gorilla killer driller, living like a dope dealer Krispy Kreme moon walking, Michael Jackson, no thriller I might tell your girl to beat it, Michael Jackson, no thriller, ayy Who this hitting my line, for bro I don't really got time? [Outro] Perfect living, perfect whip, foreign whipping Hell yeah, add it up, eat sushi, like its chicken (Hey) What a gift, what a vision, what a living (Hey) Got the Rari, got the Lambo, fuck the Civic (Okay)