"Beefy" lyrics

You have no more messages
(We in this-ro-ro, rockin' with, ro-rockin' with)

Yeah, I can't spend a bag on a freak ho (Let's go)
Yeah, I'm so goddamn pretty, I'm a bad ho (Say what?)
I'm so goddamn pretty, I'm a bad ho (I'm a bad bitch)
I'm so goddamn pretty, I'm a bad ho (I'm a bad bitch)

I Rick on my tee (My Rick tee)
I Rick on my tee (Nah, for real)
Golds all in my teeth (And what?), shawty stop playin' with me (See what I'm sayin'?)
I got them grills all in my mouth, so I don't even talk cheap (Say what?)
These niggas talkin' cheap, I popped a E-E
She is a eater, yeah, she talkin' 'bout eat-eat (Eugh)
You know I'm followin' God, I feel like Yeezy (Say what?)
That ass so meaty, my shit so beefy
She tryna please me, she tryna freak me (Yeah, yeah)
Damn, why you be poppin' them Percs and they fake? (Pussy)
I'm with your ho and I take her on a date (Bitch)
I ride around with that stick on my waist (Boop)
Ain't talkin' 'bout Thug, but I keep me a safe (What?)
I beat the beat up just like a slave (Finna get beat up, finna get beat up)
Goddam, I beat the beat up just like a slave (Woah)

Yeah, I can't spend a bag on a freak ho (Let's go)
Yeah, I'm so goddamn pretty, I'm a bad ho (Say what?)
I'm so goddamn pretty, I'm a bad ho (I'm a bad bitch)
I'm so goddamn pretty, I'm a bad ho (I'm a bad bitch)