Boss Top and King Von - Like The Beatles

(Von)
My guys rock like the Beatles
My Glock knockin' like speakers
Niggas gettin' popped like liters
Talkin' my shit like a preacher

My guys rock like the Beatles
My Glock knockin' like speakers
Niggas gettin' popped like liters
Talkin' my shit like a preacher
Nigga want a feature, have that bread like pita
Fuck what you think, they was talkin' 'bout Jesus
Hopped off the porch I was young with the heater
Caught me a body, I was creepin' like Jeepers

Smokin' on gas, Diesel
I'm on yo' ass, ain't talkin' Evisu
Popped me an Addy, Glock school, I'm the teacher
And I'm so focused, I don't even need 'em
Pockets on swollen, Red Bottoms bleedin'
Fuck all the opps, Xan' money don't feed 'em
Jail hit his ass, have him sliced like a P
Murder, make a play, sellin' crack to the geeks

(Von)
My guys rock like the Beatles
My Glock knockin' like speakers
Niggas gettin' popped like liters
Talkin' my shit like a preacher
Nigga want a feature, have that bread like pita
Fuck what you think, they was talkin' 'bout Jesus
Hopped off the porch I was young with the heater
Caught me a body, I was creepin' like Jeepers

Smokin' on gas, Diesel
I'm on yo' ass, ain't talkin' Evisu
Popped me an Addy, Glock school, I'm the teacher
And I'm so focused, I don't even need 'em
Pockets on swollen, Red Bottoms bleedin'
Fuck all the opps, Xan' money don't feed 'em
Jail hit his ass, have him sliced like a P
Murder, make a play, sellin' crack to the geeks

I don't cuff hoes no more, I just freak em
Lord please give me T.Roy I need 'em
Opps want dick then O Block'll feed 'em
Bitch this Runtz, we ain't smokin' on Keisha
Diamonds lifestyle, bitch, we livin' lavish
And it got back man, that nigga savage
Let a nigga play I'ma put him in a casket
Nigga want smoke 'cause his brother in a casket

(Von)
My guys rock like the Beatles
My Glock knockin' like speakers
Niggas gettin' popped like liters
Talkin' my shit like a preacher
Nigga want a feature, have that bread like pita
Fuck what you think, they was talkin' 'bout Jesus
Hopped off the porch I was young with the heater
Caught me a body, I was creepin' like Jeepers

Caught another body man, foe 'nem in traffic
Bail out the whip like Bruce Wayne with the ratchet
Bullets wear his ass way out like a Jackson
O got the wheel, if it's that he ain't crashin'
Pass T.Roy the blick and for sure he gon' blast it
I got good aim, make you flip like gymnastics
I used to be dirty and flippin' on mattresses
And now I fuck models, ain't touchin' no ratchet
Hold on, pull over
I think that's that nigga I shot in the shoulder
Ayy, T, get closer
Ain't playin with niggas I'm makin' 'em know it
Be cool, I got it
I'ma block off the alley, I'll bail and I'll blast it
Now we right back in traffic, bitch
Don't ask us no questions
We don't know what happened

(Von)
My guys rock like the Beatles
My Glock knockin' like speakers
Niggas gettin' popped like liters
Talkin' my shit like a preacher
Nigga want a feature, have that bread like pita
Fuck what you think, they was talkin' 'bout Jesus
Hopped off the porch I was young with the heater
Caught me a body, I was creepin' like Jeepers

My niggas ride like a band
Bandana my head for Fredo Santan'
Von gotta grill and it dance
I'm takin' these out, puttin' diamonds all in
High speed chase in the STR8
Von got bands, me I'm always ridin' with the Drac
Niggas want a verse how I cake
This business man you ain't put shit on my plate
He tried to run but he late
Draco will cut up his head like some steak
Told her that I need a break
I met her that night, I fucked her that day
I don't be goin' no dates
A bitch can't ever tell me that she late
The condoms I use don't break
If niggas they snitchin' then these niggas fake

(Von)
My guys rock like the Beatles
My Glock knockin' like speakers
Niggas gettin' popped like liters
Talkin' my shit like a preacher
Nigga want a feature, have that bread like pita
Fuck what you think, they was talkin' 'bout Jesus
Hopped off the porch I was young with the heater
Caught me a body, I was creepin' like Jeepers

Written by:
Demetrie Glover, Tyree Davis

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