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beamon - maximum carnage lyrics

(verse 1)
shut yo b-tch -ss up boy
you ain’t bout that sh-t n-gga
yall iffy so i start shootin
might hit a l!ck on the jeweler
these b-tches fake and they choosin
i’m dmx with that leash off
by myself i don’t need yall
stop playin girl i need jaw
f-ck ya man girl i’m too raw
beam god i’m reppin
blast out shots with that weapon
p-ss your block and i wet it
n-gga all the stress got me blessed up
n-gga f-ck a vest i want the head huh
put a 9 on me like rondo
give me head girl i want more
they ain’t give me nothing so i take
make me want to bust something at your face

(bridge)
she on my body
on my body
on my body
she on my body
on my body
on my body
she on my body
on my body
who want that war

(verse 2)
trick or treat b-tch open doors
get your b-tch -ss on the floor
im with my n-gga
hob goblin my n-gga
you got it my n-gga
the batman just lost
his lil robin my n-gga
its okay i’m ready they broke me
i got something for all these boppers lil n-gga
i thought that she loved me
i hop out that whip
with a glock
that b-tch look like a robot my n-gga
thought that she loved me
i guess that lil shawty
was just a lil roadblock my n-gga
i show out my n-gga
shut yo b-tch -ss up boy
you ain’t bout sh-t
you ain’t never been no k!ller
b-tch you ain’t never had this feeling
i’m fena take out my d-ck , cut her
b-tch i need diamonds my wrist flooded
step up to me you gone get crumbled
b-tch i’m gone hit you i make you fumble
tripple double
10 clips
10 shots
10 whips
get popped
p-ss ya block
make me shoot the sh-t
like i’m bron
b-tch ain’t never give me sh-t
so i ain’t waiting no more i’m takin
f-ck rapping i flame sh-t
broken heart so i’m savage
b-tch what you got me let me have it
boy i grip the a.r. and then i blast it
b-tch you tried to play now i bring havoc
thought i was a sucka nah i can’t have it
from a city where them motherf-ckin guns blasting
them n-ggas get you clipped up
lookin like a snapchat
said she got a premium
but beamon don’t buy that
b-tch i need my scr-ps back
n-ggas gotta p-ss that
how you n-ggas fall in love with a kat stacks
got d-mn look yall make a n-gga wanna blast that
if i got some racks i don’t trick it
i just stash that
n-ggas know they p-ssy like drake
they cannot respond back
b-tch come bring me static and drama
i want all that
god d-mn lil b-tch i think you got me f-cked up
ain’t no question i’m ridin
pull up and hop out it
hatin b-tch i found ya
fena let these shots drown ya
doom doom i be knocking
boom boom i’m fena come in
boom boom that’s the gun b-tch
goof troop get these goofies
two clips i’ll doom ya
boom boom i’m shooting
f-ck rappin this a movie
yall softer than lil uzi
young beamon thats the uzi
start buckin thats the shooting
hall dark but the days short
fake friends where did they go
n-ggas ain’t for the talkin
n-ggas ain’t for the talkin
f-ck n-gga i be barkin ugh
cup in my hand it ain’t water it’s slaughter
girl who is your favorite i promise i slaughter
boy go get your daughter or else she a part of my targets
i swear when i walk in that b-tch i be barkin
barkin
uh
uh

- beamon lyrics

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