Lyrics Beat Up Da Beat - Leed

The AR got sagging titties like a old bitch
Came through drumming like we in a school band
Ain't fuck your bitch yet, is she a new fan?
Got her on the tour bus she got a new man
All white phantom like I'm in the Ku Klan
Had to use fruity loops like the toucan
If i cant fix a nigga bet the tool can
A band won't make her dance I bet two can

I walk with a stick like my knee hurt
My dick is dinner my balls are her dessert
Graphic designing I put them on T-shirts
Wait don't leave I ain't beat up the beat first

He's doing well cause I gave him a Leed verse
Been biting me so I'm breaking his teeth first
Let's hang out again but you gotta leave first
Selling that Jenner I'm selling that Bieber
Coke that'll give you the strength of a cheetah
Watch how you speak on my name in these streets bruh
Very verified I got a hood Visa
Leed is a god but I move like the reaper
All of these niggas be acting irrational
She just eat dick a fellatio cannibal
You not a gangsta but still tryna pass it off
Mouth so wet my kids yelling cannonball

I walk with a stick like my knee hurt
My dick is dinner my balls are her dessert
Graphic designing I put them on T-shirts
Wait don't leave I ain't beat up the beat first
I walk with a stick like my knee hurt
My dick is dinner my balls are her dessert
Graphic designing I put them on T-shirts
Wait don't leave I ain't beat the beat up first

Ain't no such thing as too much money
Lord forgive how I blew through these hundreds
Made it right back still it ain't funny
Remember days only noodles in my tummy
Look
Spray it from left to right
Make sure that there ain't a body in sight
Walk with a pole and I'm giving her pipe
Bitch I'm always right ain't no wrong or right
Always in the clear I don't need a sight
Come through tomorrow? How about tonight