Hunk of Beef (feat. Lil Tavis) - Lefty

Take no rest Might mean death Throat so cold got ice on the neck You bring the do' I might bring the rest Yo smoke short arm just like T-Rex I'm in it for the long I'm highkey next Been on my grind need some Nike checks Take no rest Might mean death Woah Im so wavy When I get the drop only goin 180 But till then I be stayin up lately Whippin up babies Smokin on stanky Your bitch thank me When I send her home she be walkin all janky Money gettin tall Brandon Ingram lanky Glock leave you dead never defibrillate me Creek gang Freeze frame Boy we got the glocks out My team bout to pop out Pull up and I hop out Bitch I got that 30 round I hit you gon' jump around Cause I ain't with fuck around My choppa blast like duh duh dow Take no rest Might mean death Throat so cold got ice on the neck You bring the do' I might bring the rest Yo smoke short arm just like T-Rex I'm in it for the long I'm highkey next Been on my grind need some Nike checks Take no rest Might mean death Take no rest Might mean death Throat so cold got ice on the neck You bring the do' I might bring the rest Yo smoke short arm just like T-Rex I'm in it for the long I'm highkey next Been on my grind need some Nike checks Take no rest Might mean death And I'm highkey I'm highkey I'm highkey the best Grab me a drink then I'm spiking the rest Im a lil stud like a dyke in a vest And I'll siphon your necks all my guys can attest HUAAAHHHH Slightly depressed But I don't know why so I'm lightin the cess Till inside I'm alright and my mind is correct And I'm high as the guy who be pilotin jets Are we on ten yet I'm a go get that All a yo knickknacks up in my gift bag I'm on my big man Ludacris get back You like a kit kat break Stakin my claim with the flow and I'm takin the things from your home Screaming my name when I came thru the do' So you know who to blame when u play with the po And yo baby and dame is all chained to the flo With they brains all displayed where they laid and some mo That George Bush I hit that like a plane Skull push through the back of your brain Call someone cause he actin' insane I seen that nigga smackin' himself I keep doin' shit bad for my health Feel myself hang and I laugh at the belt All of these problems and all of these bottles And all of these drawings I put on my body On top of the pot that I mix wit tobacco I yell and I scream and I live like an asshole I hate doin shit so I didn't get tassle I sprint then I fall you could call me Yung Tackle I hope I get popped like a nigga that tattled I'm never rattled Take no rest Might mean death Throat so cold got ice on the neck You bring the do' I might bring the rest Yo smoke short arm just like T-Rex I'm in it for the long I'm highkey next Been on my grind need some Nike checks Take no rest Might mean death Take no rest Might mean death Throat so cold got ice on the neck You bring the do' I might bring the rest Yo smoke short arm just like T-Rex I'm in it for the long I'm highkey next Been on my grind need some Nike checks Take no rest Might mean death

Trap keep rollin' like a skateboard Bag keep weight for the pay boy Play yo hoe like game boy, Pokeman Always been smokin' that God damn potent bag Ain't no provokin' that Polo down to my drawls like titty two necklace Shawty have withdrawals in her walls too reckless Burn down a port eat the hog for the breakfast Check this You ain't on the list that they give when you check in Big in the set and I ain't falling off lil nigga nah Tav come first set my brother for the ether Stop guy keep ringing off like a beeper Drop shots in the top of my heater Cock back pop pop choppa delete ya Reach for the liter of the purple drank Gun roll the weed up, Ew brought the Urkle Dank Smoke smoke smoke like a chimney bitch Gang Set drop and we been the shit Been the kid but not from Akron Still throw oops up you can get yammed on Planned on cuttin' it here but I want more Been takin out loans at the gun store Ammo laid out when I dump pour Swagdaddy Sensei here to make it jump more I'm actually lo down from the fro down I call everybody nigga that's my favorite pronoun I be gettin high enough I can check the globe out From a bird's eye view like a fuckin' crow now You was in the crows nest yellin' land ho I be in the Captain quarters snappin' pulling strings like a banjo Modern day pirate I don't gotta buy shit cause somebody up on reddit gonna have a download I been down low down bad I ain't have no weed money I was in the clinic sellin' plasma like a fiend for it Dropped outta school but i still wrote the reports for my lil friends In exchange for the green dough I don't really need throat Cause I put my dick so far in a opp mouth it touches on his knee bone I'm married to the weed smoke It been a little while since I fucked around and took that little bitch up to the ski slopes Man I hate being sober It's turning to a problem or a issue or disorder If I don't Chief Keef I be shooting like a soldier Had my coworkers talkin' to my boss about my odor But he wasn't really trippin' man I'm lucky than a clover If a nigga talkin' shit and it's nothin' in my holster I'm a push em in the tub while they pluggin' in a toaster Write my soundcloud by the body double my exposure I'm just havin' fun wit it man Ultralight Beam on the gun tip man I just brought the lean to the function yeah I just wanna lean in the function yeah I don't need to be in discussions man Carving up the beat like a pumpkin jack You ain't on the team you a punk sit back Running outta weed cause the blunts big fat Never runnin' outta speed cause the blunts big gas Nigga froggy and he leaped so we jumped his ass Now he groggy and he sleep and we dumped him splash Buddy wash up on the beach in the fuckin' sand

Gun don't jam it ain't no biscuit Bitch this Shit is Hotter than Sahara 'Bout a hundred dollars is what I wipe I my shit with Oh you want the big stick Oh you want the 30 round Make your body viscous I be 'bout my riches Tryna count my racks up All my money add up I be runnin' digits Thumb in her ass intermission I'm hittin' a port then go back for the finish Fishin' and stickin' this dick in her kidney Stickin' a fist in her shit on Timmy I coulda caught passes at Notre Dame I coulda ran kicks at Texas And I coulda hooped up at Kansas But I sold crack and served hella jay's bitch Young Lil Tavis flexin' Call me Lil Answer I been knowing everything bitch Tackle the beat like Ed Reed yeah Stiff arm the beat like AP yeah They sayin' Lil Tavis need a Heisman I be breakin' hymens Run to the check and I'm whylin I'm buyin' the bitch nothin' She just gettin' stuffin' Stuffin' this dick in her tum And a clip gon' slip thru the lips of her bum I'm a empty the shit when I'm gettin my nut Tavis on the block goin stupid buff Stop Guy on the block goin stupid buff Tavis on the block goin stupid buff Stop Guy on the block goin stupid buff Tavis on the block goin stupid buff Sensei on the block goin stupid buff Ew on the beat goin stupid buff Gun on the beat goin stupid buff Had to give you boys a couple of seconds Before I while out and start dumpin' my weapons I'm Wile E. Coyote I'm up with my brethren You high off peyote you thinkin' bout steppin' I'm pressin' and stressin' a nigga for flexin' Run through his pockets to teach him a lesson Beat his ass bloody but never gon' X him He need remember that stop guy the present You niggas so bad that it's bringin' depression I'm bringing the tree and the drink it's no question Backwood so big that it got hypertension Burnin' it down reach a higher dimension It's boxed as a bitch like a fire just ended Split down the wrap put the fire back in it After the blunt now the night is beginning Tavis on the block goin stupid, buff Stop Guy on the block goin stupid, buff Tavis on the block goin stupid, buff Lefty on the block goin stupid, buff Tavis in this bitch goin retarded Tavis in this bitch goin retarded Tavis in this bitch goin retarded Tavis in this bitch go get em nigga Tavis on the block with a bag that's buff They got Lefty with a feature on the track that's nuts Back up This bitch had a flat butt Mad sluts get punched if they wanna act tough I've drowned in tequila With all of my people We all love the reefer They follow the leader They want cocaina I'm runnin' a fever Call my mom say Theresa Cole's gone off the zima Ew on the beat knock the bong off your speaker, reverse Let's run it back with reverbs Tweakers on the street of Seattle throwin' feet first Moms hit my line say they wanna fuck Tavis I said get in line but they're already naked I'm locked in the basement lost in a spaceship Lefty on the track put the bottle to your face bitch Get down when I spit get ignorant We could fuck on the floor if you're into it That's magnificent I've been a pimp Dip my dick in cinnamon cause I'm about to sin again Rob you of your innocence And boof a couple dinner mints Wow I only fuck upside down People always ask me what's my sound Born on a cloud and I must come down Tavis on the block with a bag that's buff They got Lefty with a feature on the track that's nuts Back up This bitch had a flat butt Mad sluts get punched if they wanna act tough Anyone can rhyme flex or cuddle a nine I've been puttin' in time it's a hustle and grind You got drugs on your mind I used to be the plug and I was one of a kind Bro how you throwin' shade with the sun in your eye I'm juggling knives Everyday I wake up with a gun by my side Turn the beat up now I'm comin' alive If that fire shit's honey then I'm smugglin' hives If you know me you know I pack heat I'm talkin' nine packs of ramen in the back seat And some 8 wide boots I got fat feet Clap cheeks with half the señoritas from the track meet No lie this life's been a real bitch We grind cause we tryna get real rich Get high your mind will reveal shit My flow so hot it'll peel skin Bitches know I got promiscuous skinny dick Legs in the air while she citing Leviticus Hold all that Jesus shit don't bring him into this You soft as fuck but act hard on the internet Tavis on the block with a bag that's buff They got Lefty with a feature on the track that's nuts Back up This bitch had a flat butt Mad sluts get punched if they wanna act tough Tavis on the block with a bag that's buff They got Lefty with a feature on the track that's nuts Back up This bitch had a flat butt Mad sluts get punched if they wanna act tough