Beatbox

[Intro: XXXTENTACION] Turn the beat up a little bit Ayy, huh, yuh, ayy, yuh [Verse 1: XXXTENTACION] Yah, murder gang, uh Run and make a nigga lose his vertebrae, uh Southside nigga, murder everything, uh Shots fire, make a nigga run, man (Fire, fire) I sent your grandma a dick pic, uh Got that bitch all on my dick tip, uh I am so strange like a misfit, uh Kick that bitch out, she indifferent, uh Feel a nigga mind, see a nigga grind Fuckin' gold mine of a mind Full kai, Super Saiyan on these niggas Fightin' birds in the damn sky 'cause I'm damn fly Gold mine of a mind Full kai, Super Saiyan on these niggas Ayy, grind on my dick like a Ripstik, uh My body count is like 60, uh Your bitch on me, she need CPR I fucked that bitch right on DVR I slapped that meat on her cheeky, yes I sucked her toes, yes I'm freaky, yes Caught a grand theft just like GTA If he talk shit, watch me beat him, ayy Hop on that beat and I beat the A Work-work-work, shout out to RiRi, ayy Keep a blade on me like Sasuke, uh Shout out my nigga ImDontai, uh Build to the pussy like Fortnite, uh My dick is stuck in your whore like oww! Patty cake, patty cake Work my wrist like patty cake Two white bitches like Mary-Kate Nigga want beef like patty cake, ayy Eat my dick like sirloin steak Rape, bitch, that's my fetish, ayy I don't speak your language, Rosetta, hmm Only speak the language of a lettuce, hey Patty cake, patty cake You finna get some dick today Drop neck on me like a lynch, bitch, limp dick Put it on your daughter and she still caught a nut Patty cake, patty cake Nutted on your bitch like Jon and Kate ATL pull up in roller-skates Work my tongue like a vibrator, ayy Post up, ayy, fucked up, nigga, fuck's up? Bitch-made, wrist like slay, ayy Where that bitch? Dirty Dan, ayy, fifty grand, ayy I need that in rubber bands, ayy That's a lot, ayy, break the pot, beat the pot, ayy Like abuse, ayy, chain tight like a noose, ayy My nose runny like a marathon, marathon I get head for free I got coupons, coupons Stuck my dick inside your bitch like a... tampon [Interlude 1: XXXTENTACION] Haha! I'm just... I'm just gon' stop rapping I'm just gon' stop rapping right now, on this song Not... I mean, not in... not in, in general, but just on this song 'cause You slumped out? I ain't... yeah, I ain't tryna... I ain't tryna destroy these niggas [Chorus: SpotEmGottem] Bur— Bur— Burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off Tried to get away from me, had a standoff Hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss Thuggin' in my Reeboks, riding with a G-SHOCK Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make 'em beat box He made that sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car Had a mask on, Draco make 'em beat box [Verse 2: Juice WRLD] I've been daydreaming when I'm on the percs Niggas broke as a joke, they ain't puttin' in work We all toting them poles, we'll take a few souls Even my lil' bitch got a gun in her purse It's been about three months, I was sippin' that syrup Had me sleepwalkin', talking with a slur If I catch him walking, leave him on the curb Desert Eagle will shoot him, call it Larry Bird Play with your bitch, yeah she insecure She know that I'm Juice Man, 2Pac Shakur She know that I know how to make pussy purr Your nigga he ugly, he creepin', a nerd, ayy Huh, I'm sure he probably be slippin' hoes roofies for sure I don't need no molly for me to be savage I don't need no molly to give you the world Got a couple AP's, I don't fuck with no Pateks But guess it's the best, so I got 'em, they dance And I'm rich as a bitch, I don't know how to manage Bank account like the zoo, goin' apes and bananas Smokin' dope 'till I choke up and rollin' up Runtz You want smoke then my niggas'll give you the cancer Like a bad TV show in this ho, you'll get cancelled I'm Michael Jackson, nigga, you Randy, uh Do it so effortless, make it look easy I gave my girl dick when she screamin' out, "Feed me" One in the head, F.N on preheat Hit a bitch nigga face, ain't CB, RiRi Diamonds on water, my VVS on Fiji I'm magic even when I'm bored, Ouija Niggas need me to make an all-star team Take the score motherfucker, I know you need me No limit nigga, on limitless pills I been high for a minute, this shit gettin' critical My baby told me that she'll kill for me That turn me on, so I eat the pussy like cereal I'm doin' shit that I wasn't a year ago I go to London, come back, I'm like, "Cheerio" Hang with the criminals, you get to trippin' They blickin', break your ass down, mineral (Mineral) [Interlude 2: Juice WRLD] Mhm, niggas gettin' mad at me I got idol money, like They keep that shit, it's gon' be a no from me, dawg, haha On bro, I be talkin' my shit, rich nigga shit I could back it up though, no cap Let's go [Chorus: SpotEmGottem] Bur— Bur— Burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off Tried to get away from me, had a standoff Hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss Thuggin' in my Reeboks, riding with a G-SHOCK Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make 'em beat box He made that sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car Had a mask on, Draco make 'em beat box [Verse 3: SpotEmGottem] In Miami with my motherfuckin' heat out With another nigga bitch, said she got her feet out I walked in the party, I'm on my big four shit Ready to get it started, bitch, I got no sense Oh, he the plug, ridin' 'round with four bricks Call me Kobe, twenty-four on me Can't fuck wit' her no more, bad lil' bitch, she do the most I get my groove on every time I see them folks I got the antidote, I'm thinking that's something you need to know I'm smooth and I'm cold, she know my wrist on froze Skinny jeans on with a big bankroll She playin' my song, I got her takin' off her thong I'm tryna get it on, she feeling all over my Peter bone Two rights don't make a wrong, it just go on and on I'm kickin' shit like Jackie Chan today, got my kicks on I aim, I hit my target, I'ma up this bitch regardless [Chorus: SpotEmGottem] Bur— Bur— Burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off Tried to get away from me, had a standoff Hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss Thuggin' in my Reeboks, riding with a G-SHOCK Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make 'em beat box He made that sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car Had a mask on, Draco make 'em beat box Bur— Bur— Burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off Tried to get away from me, had a standoff Hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss Thu— thu— thuggin' in my Reeboks, riding with a G-SHOCK Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make 'em beat box He made that sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car Had a mask on, Draco make 'em beat box [Verse 4: DaBaby] Ready to get it started, nigga (Go) Whenever you want it I was the man with the plan since a shawty Pull up to the Grammy Awards with my .40 (Damn E, this shit exclusive) She told me she like how I'm dressin' and I ain't eatin' no salad (Uh-huh) Stevie Wonder can see that I'm havin' I told her, "Be patient," she waited I gave her the dick, she walked out doin' the "Beat Box Challenge" Like yeah, get in there, baby (Get in there) You know me, hit you anywhere, baby (Let's go) Know she gon' do whatever I say I could piss in a cup, call it lemonade, baby Let that bitch off, I'm a renegade, baby I'ma get outta there, I ain't feelin' that (Huh?) Nigga run up on me with a cellphone out He gon' fuck around, die on the internet (Doo-doo-doo-doo) Fuck it, kill him on IG Live Let the whole world see the nigga die (Die) Yeah, shout-out to SpotEm', we got 'em (Get down) Even though he a rapper, he shot him I get this big pretty-ass smile from my mama (Cheese) Get this motherfuckin' voice from my daddy I learned how to pimp on them hoes from my uncle (Pimp, pimp) Let her suck on my toes 'cause I'm nasty (Okay) Like fuck it, she asked me to do it Play with me, I'ma actually shoot you Most of these niggas be cap and we knew it These niggas drop shit and we laugh at they music I know how to murder these niggas with kindness Fuckin' they bitch from the back, how I do it I buy a Cuban and fill it with diamonds Send my assistant to pick up some condoms Instagram model at the hotel textin' me now Want me to give her the Johnson Damn, that nigga Baby on fire and it won't go out They know that lil' nigga's a problem Got a big .45 on decock (Go) Usin' big words like I'm T.I. (Turn up) Don't wanna get me started, nigga Turn me up, niggas gon' see why Nigga, you a bitch, JoJo Siwa (Bitch) You let the wrong nigga get rich Both of these chains on my neck, they compete with each other They fightin' and throwin' a fit Know how these hoes like to argue and beef with each other She fightin' now, over the dick You should already know you ain't searchin' DaBaby 'Cause that nigga like to come in with the stick I don't like to get into the mix (No) I done got paid in full, my nigga I get them hoes like I'm Mitch Even got white people all on my dick (Go) Yeah, second year, six-time Grammy-nominated Came through turnt up, everybody hated Before I had my first M, it was Billion Dollar Baby He bet the house and his self like Las Vegas (Go) You want the shit? Gotta earn it He off the leash, he don't think he can get murdered Know how to swim, so I fuck with who fuckin' with me I take a bridge and I burn it Let me see if you can swim, lil' nigga Shit gettin' out of hand, I just parked a new Benz Hopped in a new Benz, lil' nigga (Let's go) And Ion't want new friends [Chorus: SpotEmGottem] Bur— Bur— Burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off Tried to get away from me, had a standoff Hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss Thuggin' in my Reeboks, riding with a G-SHOCK Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make 'em beat box He made that sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car Had a mask on, Draco make 'em beat box [Verse 5: Polo G] FN knock his head off (Knock his head off) Fuck the jakes, we sped off (Fuck the jakes, we sped off) Dissin' on the 'net 'bout Ed and Lil Bid got his mans chalked We gon' take his life, bitch, that's how much dissin' the dead cost I put that lil' bag up on his wig, he got his dreads bought Tried to run, them bullets hawked him down, we left his legs crossed We can speak 'bout bitches or this money, don't do fed talk Hundred on my wrist watch AP make her lick cock In a mansion I bought mama, with my lil' sis' making TikToks Lil Jo let that stick pop Smoke opps out the ziplock We gon' leave a brick shot Chase him out his flip-flops Catch him on the day you play with us and get your bitch shot See them lights and take 'em on the chase, don't do no pitstops Too Turnt Gang, we drop the rakes Kill 'em, what my chopper say Fuck it, let that chopper spray Caught him snoozin', shot his face I was taught to get close on your man, don't shoot from blocks away I call my lil' killer, "What's the plan? Let's whack an opp today" Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, bitch (Bitch) [Chorus: SpotEmGottem] Bur— Bur— Burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off Tried to get away from me, had a standoff Hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss Thuggin' in my Reeboks, riding with a G-SHOCK Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make 'em beat box He made that sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car Had a mask on, Draco make 'em beat box [Verse 6: NLE Choppa] Brrt, Ayy, walk 'em down straight to the ground, we make sure that he don't get up (Damn E, this shit exclusive, don't get up) Call the reverend and his momma (Yeah, gone), tell 'em, "Come and pick him up" (Come and pick him up) I'ma smack you with this .40, askin', "Is my Glizzy tucked?" (Is my Glizzy tucked?) Only like it sloppy, she gon' beatbox when she suckin' me (Come here, come here) Told her, "Bring a friend", if she ever think about fuckin' me Touchin' who? Touchin' me? To God where your ass gon' be (Brrt) Leave him stuck and send him up like he fuckin' with Cardi B (Brrt, brrt, brrt) Park the car before we hit the street, I'm hoppin' out on feet (Better on feet) Get up close so I can see his teeth but I'ma keep it brief Ask do he remember me, then introduced him to my heat (Remember me?) Skrrt off the block, you followin' this car, your whip be cream cheese (Come here, brrt) Ain't no bush to beat around, you not duckin' no hunnid rounds (Not duckin') Whole hood been down, fuck the count 'cause we just beat it down ('Cause we just beat it down) Ain't gotta spin back around because my target hit the ground (My target hit the ground) Crossed that line, you out of bounds, they gon' find you up in the crowd (No, no) Nappy-ass dreadlocks (Ayy), black Forces, black socks (Ayy, brrt) Make the Draco pop (Brrt), it's louder than a boombox (Brrt, brrt) Shoutout to OVO, this Drac' can make your bed rock (Make your bed rock) We beat them four and oh, just check the score, it say a lot (Ayy, check the score, bitch) Ayy, I'm in Miami, she givin' me head on Ocean Drive while her nigga outside Sucked me so good, I thought that I died But when I nutted, I had came back alive Skeet on her face, it got in her eyes Now she tellin' me she legally blind Gave her a towel and told her she fine She kept suckin' 'til she started cryin' (Come here, come here) Point 'em out, shoot 'em out, I spot 'em, I got 'em (Come here) He started runnin', so I caught 'em (Ayy, ayy) Bag on his head, I bought 'em (Ayy) Told my shooter do everything that I taught him (Ayy) Let me know if it's a problem Like a school boy, I be super quick to solve it Thinkin' my shooter retarded He take a pill and then snort it right off of his .40 Snort it right off of his gun (No) Shot a hunnid, then paid a hunnid for his bond (No, no) Send a diss, I won't respond (No) Slam dunk a nigga like a nigga was LeBron (Come here) Leave a nigga where he stay Same place that I met him, I made him lay (Come here, come here) Let a nigga come and play He gon' tell his momma, "Plan the funeral date" (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt) I got the power like Nelson Mandela You need a umbrella whenever I spray (Whenever I spray) Leave him shitty like Nutella He gon' need a Pamper if he survive this K ('Vive this, ayy) Me and my niggas, we down for whatever We step on whoever in retro J's (Retro J's) Bullet, stick like a thorn, call it Bella Make him Cinderella if he betray, bitch [Chorus: SpotEmGottem] Bur— Bur— Burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off Tried to get away from me, had a standoff Hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss Thuggin' in my Reeboks, riding with a G-SHOCK Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make 'em beat box He made that sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car Had a mask on, Draco make 'em beat box [Verse 7: Pooh Shiesty] I'm strapped up wit' this jug, one in the head, already de-cocked (It's de-cocked) I pop out when the beef hot, won't see me creepin' on your block (Nope, nope) I work the back seat, we went three deep and got ten people shot (Blrrrd, blrrrd) I hit the auto-switch and made it twerk and while he dumped the Glock (Blrrrd, blrrrd) Got the drop on all his spot, he gettin' robbed if he go or not I know the taste and love Wock', he pourin' up in exotic pop That booster hitter tried to pull a move and that shit got him dropped Blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd, you pussies know what's up Turn a nigga to a pack, we break 'em down and roll 'em up Ain't shit changed but the whip, now it's a Rolls truck when I'm pulling up And I still ain't check the time up on my Cartier, just hold it up (Blrrrd) Don't come around acting gangster, we call your bluff (Blrrrd-blrrrd) Put trust in these firearms, know we dangerous If you catch me speed up, bitch, give it up or I'ma buss We shoot your shit up on the E-Way, get out the same lane as us Blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd (Same lane as us), Big Blrrrd [Chorus: SpotemGottem & Pooh Shiesty] Bur— Bur— Burn away a carbon beam (Blrrrd), knock your legs off (Legs off) Tried to get away from me (Yeah), had a standoff (Blrrrd-blrrrd) Hit 'em in his spine, knock his dreads off (Blrrrd) My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss Th— Th— Thuggin' in my Reeboks, riding with a G-SHOCK Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make 'em beat box OG made that sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car Had a mask on, Draco make 'em beat box [Verse 8: DDG] Hit 'em in his spine one more time for that sweet talk Gave my nigga some time, he was selling all that re-rock Get him hit, he drop "Hood Melody", free Top Tweet it all, post and delete My bitch can not get over me I be in that pussy geeked I'm a nigga you should keep Don't be asking who is me Before I fuck you, Google me Them comments don't be moving me Fuck is they gon' do to me? You do for me, I do for you (Yeah) You cool with me, I'm cool with you My momma said "They using you, drop 'em and keep doing you" I'm number one, they number two My bank account gon' humble you Took a Perc' and it ain't work, so I took two and felt like Durk That pill make me wanna flirt Fly a bad bitch out to Turks Fuck her once and give her merch Block a bitch, I bet she lurk Hit and quit it, leave her hurt Sometimes I feel like a jerk She did me wrong, I did her worse Fix it with a Louis purse Throw the Lambo' in reverse We skrt, uh yeah, we gon' throw the Lambo' in reverse Throw that ass and make it twerk We ran her, but I hit 'em first All them bitches on The Shade Room wanna fuck me Only if she lucky, I like sucky-sucky They say she a ho, I don't know, but she love me She came from Kentucky I like how she fuck me I like how these album sales got 'em talkin' Bitch, I made a million off of "Moonwalking in Calabasas" Never bragging I just hit this ghetto bitch, she hella ratchet I just bought this Glock brand new it ain't got no attachments Pew pew pew, pssht, boom boom, that bitch going off I be in the club with hella chains on, I'm showing off Bitch, I'm in my vibe and them comments tryna throw it off Put a bitch on and she dipped that bitch throw the sauce [Chorus: SpotEmGottem] Bur— Bur— Burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off Tried to get away from me, had a standoff Hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss Thuggin' in my Reeboks, riding with a G-SHOCK Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make 'em beat box He made that sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car Had a mask on, Draco make 'em beat box [Verse 9: Young M.A] So much water on my neck, it's like I'm detoxin Two drums and two sticks I'm beatboxin' (Grr, Hey) I wish he would, We gon' treat top him (Pop, pop, pop) I just blew 150 out the safe, I had to restock it (damn, damn) Fuck a grammy I got the streets watching (streets watching) And for my bro I wear that red until I'm dead I know that he watching (R.i.p) Left my ex bitch cause she toxic (Goddamn) Got this new bitch now we toxic, Can't cap, I been toxic (Damn) Told 'em pussy niggas keep watching (hm, hm) Always got the .40 on me with the beam and plus I keep options (Grr, Pop) Ready to get it started (Pop), Vv's on my chest Now I'm cold hearted (uh), Diamonds go retarded (uh) Living in big houses from apartments, Bitch I made it out My money and my loyalty, Two things I’ll never play about (hm, hm) My oppositions tryna take me out (Okay) And I'm fucked up in the head and they gon' make me bring my brazy out Fuck what you thought ain't shit to think about (No, no) A Twenty pack could get him whacked, Turn my head up "Fuck it, lay him out" We gon' ball regardless, Twenty bottles in my section, Look like alcoholics (Ooouuu) Free my blooder, Murder gang, I hope you beat them charges (Gang) I be on that private plane, Champagne when we departed, OG I'm the God So much body on this bitch can't even park it I don't never rep my jewelry (Skrr), If I were bitch I bought it (Facs) That's cause I could afford it (Facs) I've been fucking up these rap beats so long, It's getting boring now They like "M.A how you been?" can't even call it I just handle business, Mind my business, Feet up in my office Prolly counting racks out, My stacks look like math books The money turn me on, It's just some' bout "how that cash look" Bad bitch she need her ass whopped (need her ass whopped) She a pretty lil dicky, But ay lil mama "how that bag look?" You look good but if you're broke then, That's a bad look Turn around, Let me get that last a look (Ooouuu) [Chorus: SpotEmGottem] Bur— Bur— Burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off Tried to get away from me, had a standoff Hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss Thuggin' in my Reeboks, riding with a G-SHOCK Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make 'em beat box He made that sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car Had a mask on, Draco make 'em beat box [Verse 10: Lil Yachty] Thuggin' in my Reeboks Ten milli', big Glocks, huh In a big truck, fuck around, make your ears pop Fuck with me, gang'll do some' to you, make your tears drop Hit 'em off, Wafi only boy, I don't Sears shop Fuck around, might move to Michigan and get my peers hot Trustworthy, uh, I think not, we'll wipe snot Three lines, gon' make it look like wine in a clear pot Ride around with the same weapon, ain't get deer shot No rearviews in my life, leave that shit behind me I was only eighteen years old when Kanye tried to sign me Niggas gangsters online 'til you see 'em named Mahatma Gandhi Better tell my bitch, "Let's get a bitch that's tatted like Kehlani" If she tell me yes, I'll let you know the when and where's to find me Niggas already thinkin' that they wildin', steady tryna guide me Finna blind me, standin' in my way, they need to get behind me Every day I ride with a rocket just like my first name Johnny White diamonds got more colors than a Murakami Bitch thought I was Japanese, I folded just like origami Used to sleep in front of Shoney's, now I got an eighty-inch Sony Rich as hell, used to be broke, fucked up, eatin' bologna Niggas not like us, we get to the money How the fuck we wipe his nose and we still left it runnin'? How you fly with nothin' to your name? Man, you niggas bummin' 'Member tryna get kids to game, they ain't listen to me [Chorus: SpotEmGottem] Bur— Bur— Burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off Tried to get away from me, had a standoff Hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss Thuggin' in my Reeboks, riding with a G-SHOCK Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make 'em beat box He made that sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car Had a mask on, Draco make 'em beat box Bur— Bur— Burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off Tried to get away from me, had a standoff Hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss Thu— thu— thuggin' in my Reeboks, riding with a G-SHOCK Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make 'em beat box He made that sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car Had a mask on, Draco make 'em beat box