Beat It Trippie Redd

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[Intro]
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Ay, told that bitch to beat it, got no time

[Chorus]
Okay, gorilla killer driller, living like a dope dealer
Krispy Kreme moon walking, Michael Jackson, no thriller
I might tell your girl to beat it, Michael Jackson, no thriller, ayy
Who this hitting my line, for bro I don't really got time?
But tell that little thottie to beat it, ayy
Tell that little thottie to beat it, tell that little thottie to beat it, ayy
Tell that little thottie to beat it, tell that little bitch to beat it
Tell that little bitch to beat it, ayy
Tell that little bitch to beat it, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1]
Stack it up, flip it, repeat it
If the hoes really- tell them to beat it
I don't want your pussy, you can keep it
She sucks on that dick like she teething
Got a chick that fiend over Rihanna
And a chick that fiend over designer
Bitch I fiend from only those commas
Getting money, I hit you with llamas
Yeah, we toting my nigga
Take your bitch, I be puffing my nigga
I don't play no games with hoes
I just want my bankrolls yeah
Ayy, beat it hoe, beat it, tell that bitch to beat it
I don't need your presence baby girl just beat it

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