Blac Youngsta - Beat It lyrics

[Intro] Ay Blac, (Rich Homie Quan) you know Youngsta (and I'm the motherf**ing Youngsta, yeah) We just popped a whole Xan, get a 64 n***a [Hook: Rich Homie Quan + Blac Youngsta] If you got a man you can leave his a** at the crib f**in' with your baby momma I don't care how you feel That p**y like a beat Imma motherf**ing k** Speedin' down the motherf**in' (?) with my n***a I beat it up, I beat it, beat it, beat it Michael Jackson, I beat I beat it, beat it I beat it, I beat it, I beat it, beat it I beat it, beat it, beat it If you got a man you can leave his a** at the crib f**in' with your baby momma I don't care how you feel That p**y like a beat Imma motherf**ing k** Speedin' down the motherf**in' (?) with my n***a I beat it up, I beat it, beat it, beat it [Verse 1: Blac Youngsta] That p**y, I eat it, I eat it, eat it I skeet it, I skeet it, I skeet it, skeet it I hit it from the back, she want it deeper I f**ed her to Rich Homie's song She my girl so I f**ed her with no rubber on When she see me out in public, she make crazy faces When I'm f**in' with a ho she go crazy-crazy She make pretty faces Dead faces in my pocket, I ain't wastin'-wastin' Bought a house in Hollywood and I love my labels But I'm a blood and you know I f** with labels hood [Hook: Rich Homie Quan + Blac Youngsta] If you got a man you can leave his a** at the crib f**in' with your baby momma I don't care how you feel That p**y like a beat Imma motherf**ing k** Speedin' down the motherf**in' (?) with my n***a I beat it up, I beat it, beat it, beat it Michael Jackson, I beat I beat it, beat it I beat it, I beat it, I beat it, beat it I beat it, I beat it, beat it If you got a man you can leave his a** at the crib f**in' with your baby momma I don't care how you feel That p**y like a beat Imma motherf**ing k** Speedin' down the motherf**in' (?) with my n***a I beat it up, I beat it, beat it, beat it Michael Jackson, I beat I beat it, beat it I beat it, I beat it, I beat it, beat it I beat it, I beat it, beat it [Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan] I beat that little p**y like she ain't never had a beef She fell in love with the Homie and we ain't never-ever meet Every time she wanna f** I make a bed, make her s** clean If I find out she cheatin', b**h I want back my ring Knock that p**y out like we in a ring Don't care what he talkin' about, he is no seein' MO hit back, they my worst, they all clingy Pull up on little shawty got that top on that Beemer Make them feel some type of way, know my demeanor Turned up like a motherf**er Burn me like a motherf**er These n***as ain't real you n***a turning like a motherf**er You can't get no love from me I be a (bad) n***a baby [Hook: Rich Homie Quan + Blac Youngsta] If you got a man you can leave his a** at the crib f**in' with your baby momma I don't care how you feel That p**y like a beat Imma motherf**ing k** Speedin' down the motherf**in' (?) with my n***a I beat it up, I beat it, beat it, beat it Michael Jackson, I beat I beat it, beat it I beat it, I beat it, I beat it, beat it I beat it, I beat it, beat it If you got a man you can leave his a** at the crib f**in' with your baby momma I don't care how you feel That p**y like a beat Imma motherf**ing k** Speedin' down the motherf**in' (?) with my n***a I beat it up, I beat it, beat it, beat it Michael Jackson, I beat I beat it, beat it I beat it, I beat it, I beat it, beat it I beat it, I beat it, beat it