Lyrics Beating Down Yo Block - Monaleo

Ridin blowin' big, sippin' on a daily basis (Merion, you Krazy)
Quick to hop out on your block and wreck faces
Slanted slabs in open spaces, looking good and standing tall
Beatin' down yo' block, knocking pictures off the wall

Young rich bitch, I feel like I got something to prove (for real)
Slap the shit out me a nigga if he acting like a fool (the fuck?)
And bitches tried to hold me back when I was up at school
But I was beating hoes up and knocking bitches out they shoes (ha-ha)
These is facts, any bitch could vouch for me
I can't break no bread if you wasn't sleeping on that couch for me (at all)
Put 'em on TV, my niggas giving out they clout for free
And I'm not for the game so, bitch, you better watch your mouth with me

Ay, 'cause it get ugly (it get ugly)
But I'm a sweetheart, you can't tell
You wouldn't know with all I been through 'cause I make this shit look well
I can't send you no money, so don't call me from no cell
'Cause I ain't holding no nigga down, so bitch, you better not go to jail

Nigga, I mean that
Watched a couple hoes switch up on me, I hate I seen that (ew)
We got dirty money so you know we had to clean that
Can't fuck with niggas that got hoes, I won't get in between them
We toss niggas around, we treat these niggas like they bean bags
Niggas think they players 'til they meet a real P bitch
And I taste like sugar but ain't a damn thing sweet, bitch
I would never let another nigga try me like no weak bitch
I'm pretty but I'll take a nigga life and that's the tea, bitch (for real)

I'm pimping on a daily basis
I'm quick to break a nigga down for them dead faces
I don't fuck with bitches, we not friends and we not pals
Beating down yo' block, taking niggas from they gals

I'm pimping on a daily basis
I'm quick to break a nigga down for them dead faces
I don't fuck with bitches, we not friends and we not pals
Beating down yo' block, taking niggas from they gals

Bitch, I'm fine, slim waist, pretty face, he know I'm a dime
Can't lay up with no nigga 'cause I do not have the time (at all)
And I can't claim a nigga 'cause none of these niggas mine
Don't ask me 'bout my ex, let's just pretend that nigga died

Ain't no pressure about no nigga, tell his ass to fall in line (for real)
And if he can't get right, I'm just gon' take it as a sign
'Cause for this next line, you gotta look me in my eyes
If you think I'ma sweat you, you out your motherfucking mind (dummy)

Is you stupid or is you dumb? Pick a side (stupid)
I feel like FBG Duck, I'm tryna slide
When I creep around that corner, bitch, you better run and hide
And we ain't taking shit to heart, we just gon' take it right outside

And if we take one of your people, better take that shit in stride
Bitch, you said you was a killer, but it's looking like you lied
And bitches know I lead the pack, I'm feeling like a tour guide (ahah)
If I catch this chicken lacking, bitch, your ass as good as fried

VVS hitting, got this shit from number nine (uhuh)
Swerving, switching lanes, or I'ma grow my fucking spine (ow)
Remember being broke, I swear them jobs were hard to find
But now look at me shining, I thank God 'cause it's my time so

I'm pimping on a daily basis (for real)
I'm quick to break a nigga down for them dead faces
I don't fuck with bitches, we not friends and we not pals
Beating down yo' block, taking niggas from they gals

Pimp-pimp-pimping on a daily basis
I'm quick to break a nigga down for them dead faces
I don't fuck with bitches, we not friends and we not pals
Beating down yo' block, taking niggas from they gals