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marley jet, tay wopo, nuottie, and stack milly - beat usa lyrics

[intro]
know it sound strange but ima die for all my dead homies, n0body really know how he feel, i always thought that you would be here. why do i always question god but i never pray, i think about you i end up cryin on my best days

(neco bout to shoot yal)

[verse 1: marley jet (marcus)]
(n+gga you broke)
beat usa, thas the team, trap
and you know what that mean
i got addicted to servin’ them feins
4 pockets full ima need some new jeans
i’m beatin but ain’t no finessin’ me
keep them things on me b+tch like im beverly
you pullup on me b+tch then you catchin three
you gon think you see wade when i up the heat, say cause

[hook: marley jet (marcus)]
cause i’m beatin right now, i’m beatin right now
i’m beatin right now, i’m beatin, (beat)
b+tch i’m beatin right now, i’m beatin right now
i’m beatin right now, i’m beatin (n+gga you broke)
b+tch i’m beatin right now, i’m beatin
b+tch i’m beatin right now, i’m beatin (trap)
beatin, beatin (beat), b+tch i’m beatin right now, i’m beatin

[verse 2: tay wopo (marquante)]
beat usa smackin l!cks off the avenue
milly said do it i did what i had to do
i’m really trappin, rackz he gon clap at you
hit from the backy i pull out a track or 2
i pop me a percy i feel like a animal
them bullets be hot i throw em like brady too
i’m on state blocky, i made me a band or two
brotha tone mixed the wet with the dormer too (n+gga you broke)
i’m really hot, i’m sum like december do
i’m really trappin i’m passin out testers dude
(i’m really trappin i’m passin out testers dude)
30 on me i’m like curry dude
gloves on my hand b+tch you know ain’t no residue
rackz gon clap em as soon as i tell em too
beat usa b+tch you know that’s the anthem (beat)

[verse 3: marley jet(marcus)]
b+tch i’m beatin right now like a wrestler (beat)
boy you better come get you a tester unc
in and outta the game like it’s double dutch
b+tch i’m beatin you tied come f+ck wit us
man that bet was too weak so we ante up
f+ck yo b+tch from the back ima leave it stuck
now it’s back to the trap where we gettin bucks
b+tch i’m beatin right now lemme pick this up
(h+llo?!)

[verse 4: nuottie]
smackin plays in the field ima get it on
i’m beatin right now wit my beater on (beat)
i’m servin them grams and i’m servin zone
man this beat usa and you n+ggas broke (broke)
you can’t see no money wit telescopes
man you boys lookin tied go get a rope
i’m servin the 9 it’s fire dope
and i got that og and it’s fire smoke
i’m beatin so hard it’s not a joke
steady laughin at n+ggas cause n+ggas broke
all of my n+ggas be beatin
all of these b+tches be geekin
i f+ck up the block for no reason
and get it right back it’s that season (beat)
i’m hittin yo b+tch from the back side
i’m pullin her hair watch her tracks slide
i look like a demon, you baptized (nuottie)
i’m beatin right now what’s yo pack size (n+gga you broke)

[verse 5: stack milly]
i was the n+gga who handed down (milly)
too many ogs i been around
you keep on complainin, i gun you down
it’s beat usa and we beatin now (beat)
some of you n+ggas dont understand
go get you some money, just middle man (beat)
too many guns and my hands dance
just pick you a glock i got bigger mags
just a minute it was free milly
now a n+gga got free millies (n+gga you broke)
they wonder how n+ggas do it cause you n+ggas
tied and they wanna be milly
just mention my name then repeat it
every street a n+gga done beat it (milly)
i done ran thru the whole state from em
how i make a n+gga done defeated (beat)
i done sold reg, sold crack, sold point
now i got the loud in, from a 2 piece
to a whole, now a n+gga beatin wit
the pounds in, (i done sold reg, sold crack
sold point now i got the loud in, from a 2
piece to a whole now a n+gga beatin wit
the pounds in)

- marley jet tay wopo nuottie and stack milly lyrics

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