BeanieBoy - B.Y.T Lyrics

Say they want me
Say they want me
Well big man come to my f*cking yard
Then see that side of me so go back down
Know you don't wanna get rarted wack down
Test me get blessed G
On these kids man i have to crack down
Buss through with the two like dues dues
Man can't say i got nothing to prove you
Say they want me that's kind of an issue
When you see me know daddy gonna slap you
Ain't really with the talking much
But the mandem kinda dorky and shit
How dare are they threatening me when
Months have passed and f*ck all has happened
Not a joke ting serious plans big man
You don't really wanna get me involved
Amount of times that i been through town
But i rarely see all them f*cking clowns
Got caught on a lack but i still got home no scratch
Man stop that chat
Brass ting on ma hand not iron man
Post it your way but nothing like pat man
Until i know his headtop go splat dam
Dash that steel in a banged up bin bag
Amount of times some prick just said they gonna
Do some shit i dont like
If your asking me i don't think
None of them on piss i cant lie
Some twat near london say they wanna
Bang me gotta ask why
Cuz the girl you liked was holding this dick
And you didn't like that you insecure prick
Wanna link me catch me in central london
Throw some hands no need for discussion
Joke man i aint serious don
Scrap over a bitch
You petty Cunt
So
If it come to the bill i ain't on that shit
I don't know about a banged up body i swear
I was at that gaff i couldn't hear a thing
I was bunning that loud like ammi and ting
But they know that i kill them flows
With bars so hard you know they implode
Man ill do it till im headlining bare shows
And gyal want beat ill be like its a no
The flow come wavey
The bars come sweet like kinder bueno
The shit you spit come dusty like ya nans top shelf
Bare books back down amigos
Please dont diss i don't wanna expose
Say shit that i mean and i mean those
Your shits like mediocre to decent
Swear my ting come nothing like yours
Back come fat like the packs i'm bunning
Straight to ma head im wavey oneing
Swear i don't need no gyal there dun
Trust em you just look like a f*cking mug

And you know if that gyal there looking like
8 or more cant trust em
Know you just out here looking for the P or the D
Hoe out ma way
Swear down man they're all the same
Cuz they'll f*ck you over when theres no more gain
Just jeet and skeet and that
So they never know whats in this f*cked up head like
But i dont wanna talk bout that bitch
F*ck her
If she with you then i say don't trust her
Baby i can do smooth or bumpa
Whats that nah you cant have my jumper
So i don't wanna beef no childish twat
Just do what you say to me or thats that
The Bacardi coke got me moving mad
When im waved cant say what ill do to a brat