BEBE FLOW

[Part I]

[Intro]
(I'm Kured)

[Verse 1: ItsManMan]
Nigga keep hatin' on me, I don't know this guy
Can't even chase him to the crib, I got some homeless opps
These niggas makin' diss songs, ain't even know he dropped
With some niggas that be bearing arms, but I ain't Goldilocks
Huh, slide down with more fins than aquarium
I'm really P, my palms up like I'm carryin'
Huh, I just got some fire head inside the Marriott
Rap cappers like a bald bitch, I ain't hearin' it (Huh)
I looked up to BeBe Kidd, so I'm glad he solid, huh
How y'all take my nigga style and don't be payin' homage?
Your bitch reachin' for the sack just like she Aaron Donald
Gloves on, shock below the waist, but I ain't no boxer, huh
Give a thot bitch my heart, nigga, hell no
Huh, gang strapped, got more techs than a cell phone
I watched you bend, break, and fold like a elbow
Mask on and I'm sticked up, Donatello
Huh, they tried to knock the boy down, but I stood tall
Like a scab, she was hurt when I pulled off, huh
I been through too many things, I wish I would fall
Slide down, spittin' out the roof like a bulldog, huh
Big bullets, these shots'll knock a bull off, huh
Found a way, I know some niggas in the hood lost
Throw some bullets at a square, but it ain't football
Ironic, got neck in Timberland, she got my wood hard

[Verse 2: Cash Kidd]
Tss, huh, just hit a bitch with a charge, ref, good call
Huh, ayy, huh, now she stuck on my page tryna bookmark
My opps so dirty, shit making me sad
Four thousand dollar fit just to take out the trash
Palm trees outside, no more rakin' the grass
Miss out on some racks if I take me a bath
I might miss out on like ten when I get in the shower
Phone jumpin' like my whip just went out of power
Dude think he fuckin' with me? He's sniffin' some powder
Ayy, tell the feds send me that pic, I was trippin' in Prada
I know it look crazy through them binoculars
They spyin' on your baby, can't even pop it
Free Lavier and Swan, they picked my brothers up
I see you little niggas celebratin', still can't fuck with us
My bitches got body shots like a uppercut
Rip the ceiling, double up like a Reese's Butter Cup
You can't go MIA like me, you ain't up enough
Two bitches tryna swing my way like double dutch
Gave a eater to a lame, she want her life back
Don't think she plan on comin' home, she packed night snacks
Put three grams in the 'Wood, I ain't the type to match
Just left the dentist in a Phantom, feel like Kai Cenat
These bald-heads in my clip tryna find a hat (Huh)
Bald-headed little bitch, let me try your neck
Since she met me, it all changed, I'm a laundromat
They think I'm injured, at the ball game with a iced-out neck
Huh, ayy, can't even chase 'em to the crib, I got some homeless opps
Niggas drop a diss song, ain't even know he dropped (Huh)
See him out and blast toys like the Pokémon

[Part II]

[Intro]
(I like that, Anton)

[Verse 1: Cash Kidd]
Hurt a broke bitch feelings, she say, "You a asshole"
Ayy, the other day, I'm gettin' trolled by a rat ho
Mario Kart race, bitch, do you smash bro?
Gotta pay to fuck with me, stupid, I got bad hoes
These lil' niggas hatin', I know what they mad for
You feelin' froggy? Leap, croakin' like a tadpole
I knew your ho was dirty judgin' by her headphones
Bitch AirPod case filthy like her damn toes
Call that bitch Lisa Simpson, she blow up my sex phone
Yeah, on my hotline tryna fuck right now
Nah, ain't no I in team, bitch, but I'm an icon
Hundred shots, boy, I got more backup than iClouds
This plain t-shirt cost a thou-wow
Pushin' the P hard, I got five fouls
Yeah, I dare a nigga mush Kidd, huh
Feel like Jalen Hurts, finna take my bitch to get her tush pushed in
50K in blues, my bankroll look thin
This beat hard, I'll probably never bring the hook in
I got a strong feeling you on the FBI's good friends
Your bitch a termite, she pop up where my wood been
Laughin' at these hatin' niggas, carry on
I never get tired of hoin' niggas, I do it every song
You in the club line, sweatin', waitin' very long
Walk right past your musty ass, like, "Damn, somebody very strong"
I understand you love that fit, but nigga, change your clothes
I understand she was your bitch, but it ain't no more
Tom Brady, hit 'em with a bullet soon as he make a post
I woke up with new haters, bae, let's make a toast
I'm puttin' diamonds on her like she ain't no ho
I plant money seeds, so they can grow, now I can't go broke
Take your shoes off, wait for the maid to come hang your coat
Comin' out the doc' with that lean like a wavy boat
Bitch on her way, I'm finna train her throat
She hire me sometimes to come take her soul
Maybach, slidin' through the hood, I got my ice on
Lil' bro sippin' more oil than Sean Combs
Your bitch left her ring at the crib, next to the house phone
Feds askin' questions, I'm like, "Who?" Think I'm Mike Jones
My dickie rich neighbor seen my car and screamed, "Right on"

[Verse 2: ItsManMan]
Ayy, Jameis Winston, I'm in Cleveland with like five hoes
I'll give her right back, just let me fuck her face
My eater ain't pick up the phone, it messed up my day
Huh, four nicky on my hip, I should've brung my Drac'
I'm like before first grade 'cause I'll up my K
Huh, she always put me first place 'cause I'm the better option
Ninety-nine lil' buddy chest, I call him Aaron Donald
Huh, I opened up a lot of doors like I'm very popular
Long stick under my Beretta like I'm Mary Poppins
You never use that gun, so why the fuck you buy it? Hmm
I'm at your section, Drew Brees, I got a 9 in pocket
I'm really having my way, that's why I'm so cocky
He ain't hard, he's just like Jesus mama, he ain't got no bodies, huh
Couple diamonds on my fangs, ManMan Paul Wall
Six hundred each, man, I don't never do no small talk
Don't got a heart, but I felt bad when I saw y'all
She two-hand twist it, no foul, she touch all balls
ManMan, what the fuck you on? Why you take my bitch?
He robbed dog before me, why you take my lick?
I love to see my niggas win, we like Ace and Mitch
Nigga, you shouldn't even be in the field if you can't take a hit
Kidd said sixteen bars, but I need eight more
Like breakin' hoes more than rappin', that shit pay more
Huh, Anthony Davis-ass nigga, you gon' stay broke
I was makin' plays off the corner like I'm Jamo, nigga