BEACH DAY!

Lyrics for BEACH DAY!

It's four o'clock in the morning And my neighbors want me to shut the fuck up probably But I'm about to drop another freestyle on y'all head top 'Cause fuck it Yeah, just did a successful show in my hometown Feelin' like that bitch right now Where'd I kick at? Here we go Bang, bang, bang, bang Dummy beach day, this is second ass, it's a free day Sweet stay, sell out hometown on a weekday King of beef queen, and I'm the ruler, feel like BK He say, she say, it don't change when we pay Bitch, this that type of shit, you hear it replayin' Catch it, you ain't never heard yet, like a cliche 5-1-0, turn the-nine to five in the East Bay Might move to LA, bitch, we gay But we K's B came with a hat, split it for that bitch East side, but I'm from the west, feelin' like that bitch Underground, but I run it up now, gettin' rich If you thought he wanna come here, I get evil, I'm a shit I'm a guap getter, trendsetter in this bitch I got trends, hoes feelin' like they did it with this shit Twitter talkin' tough, I wanna fuck and bring it to the pit Got my bitch pennies on my face, she clingin' to the dick, bitch White, dynamics tweaked a little bit All this money got him lyin' through they teeth a little bit Family members hit me hard like you ain't readin' all my shit Talk a lot and you'll get black 'Cause I ain't readin' through your face Get your, get your, get your, get your, get your, get your Dummy beach day, this is second-hand, shit's a free day Sweet stay, sell out hometown on a weekday King of beef queen, and I'm the ruler, feel like BK He say, she say, it don't change when we pay Bitch, this that type of shit you hear replayin' Catch it, you ain't never heard yet, like a cliche 5-1-0, turn that nine to five in the East Bay Might move to LA, bitch, we gay But we K is BK Two straps like a poli-dyke, Mali nice Shawty wanna fuck me and she probably might Probably right, probably beat it up like it's a bike you fight On my lap, that she on the list She the naughty nice lil' thotty type She like how my lips look, Glaxo-type She like all my mans tryna fade, yeah, shoddy mic Reload Get my bitch to slug her out my shoddy pipe Lottie, dotty, choppa leave him choppy, he's a lotty slice Beat her down, pick her up, beat her better down Pick her up, clean her up, and then I beat her sweaty Now I'm a freak, bitch, we gon' have to change the bedding now Booty cut Tryna beat it up again, she wetter now What's up, what's up, what's up, what's up Dummy beach day, this is second night, this is free day Sweet stay, sell out hometown on a weekday King of beef queen, and I'm the ruler, feel like BK He say, she say, it don't change when we pay Bitch, this that type of shit you hear replayin' Catch it, you ain't never heard yet, like a cliche 5-1-0, turn that nine to five in the East Bay Might move to LA, bitch, we gay We K's Broke your dummy, your hoe is goin' She said she wanted to fuck to my music, so we did Ha ha Bitch, fuck you My bad