[Intro]
Ahh
Oh shit
Aha (hahaha)
Hah

[Chorus]
Look, what's beef? (argh)
Beef is when you hop out try to make a new tweet (oh shit)
Beef is when you get a n***a (shh) and don't speak
For real, I'm ashamed, I be beefing with neeks
They know it gets peak, they don't really want beef (Hitsquad)
Beef, I'm in a stolen motor it's so cheap
Beef is when you turn the lights off and just creep (steppa)
And it's expensive you can't beef without Ps (Peckham)
It's frying in the streets I caught beef (oh shit)

[Verse 1]
No phones allowed, when we roll around
Imma get out on feet, you know I walk them down
The clip's full up, but my hood up, what's the talk about?
N***a I just pull up with a wild batch and just stalk him out
N***a I got one up in the head and six up in the clip (steppa)
We ain't getting stopped you know we insured the whip
I might fill the spesh up with some hollows that I borrowed quick
I be screaming Pecks I feel like Hollow in 2006
Chillin' in the park, we just scoping, hoping
Death up in the air, it's a cigarette I'm smoking, you smell me
There ain't no sign of life there ain't no motion, selfie
And ain't no sign of life after I soaked him
I just did a shooting I see feds up in a X5
If they stop the whip I bet I send them to the next life
Go get me some petty, I go chill with someone's ex-wife
You know I get petty I'm from Pecks it's what it gets like (Pecknam)
[Chorus]
Look, what's beef? (argh)
Beef is when you hop out try to make a new tweet (oh shit)
Beef is when you get a n***a (shh) and don't speak
For real, I'm ashamed, I be beefing with neeks
They know it gets peak, they don't really want beef (Hitsquad)
Beef, I'm in a stolen motor it's so cheap
Beef is when you turn the lights off and just creep (steppa)
And it's expensive you can't beef without Ps (Peckham)
It's frying in the streets I caught beef (oh shit)

[Verse 2]
I be stabbing n***as up, I had him taking meds
I got stabbed but I don't mind, I'm tryna make a bed
Broad day I let off bine, had them n***as playing dead
And if I ain't seen the lights, I bet I would've made amends
My n***as doing life, there ain't a thing you can say to them
You can't play with Remz and HC cause they been making Ms
N***a check the stats can you imagine when I make a M
And I'm still bangin' black, I see the other n***as changing ends
We ain't squashing beef up in the can (who?)
He a bitch in jail, but in the streets he the man, make it make sense
If I ain't got my piece up, throw my hands, go ask JSkeng
I told Josh to bring a opp to man before my days end
N***a said it's beef he wanted clout
Groupie n***a, I ain't even seen this yute about
Imma shoot the n***a
I just thought I seen him, holy cow, I nearly chewed a n***a
Piece filled up with teeth don't make a sound, I'm tryna do the n***a, oh shit
(Hitsquad baby)