No Joke (Beat The Box)

[Intro: Trippie Redd] Ayy, big pole Bad bitch, good throat (Big 14 know the fuck going on) Good neck, good talk Yeah, beat the box Yeah, beat the box Beat the box, beat the sauce of that bitch, yeah beat the box (WLVS, Looking for strippers in here) [Verse 1: Trippie Redd] All I need is some lean in my double cup Lightskin trynna fuck with a big bubble butt Uh, this life I'm living is not fun Killin shit without a gun, one verse and you're done Never really had a dad, I was just momma and son And they said "Trippie you got racks!" I said "Bitch I got a tuck!" I know this is my carrer but this is getting to fun I sit back, just chill, lil nigga hit the blunt Fell in love with a bitch, but that bitch be steady trippin' She just cut a nigga off, but shit, I ain't trippin' I got thirty three hoes so you can say I ball like pimpin' I am gifted and reminisced by all of these bitches like damn Textin' Uncle Sam, pull up in that r-rah-rah Rari or that lamb Yeah, pull up in [?], shootin out the windows Slice his ass like Kimbo No ball but I ball hard like I'm Jinjo [Chorus: Trippie Redd] Life no joke, pussy boy you get poked Ayy, get poked Bad bitch, good throat Good neck, good talk Yeah, beat the box Yeah, beat the box Beat the box, beat the sauce of a bitch, yeah beat the box Life no joke, pussy boy you get poked Bad bitch, good throat And some good neck, good talk Yeah, beat the box Yeah, beat the box Beat the box, beat the sauce of a bitch, yeah beat the box [Verse 2: Quan'ta] Okay, that pack comin' in So baby start that trippin' You ain't bad enough to stress I swear lil mamma average But she all on my phone, and she lookin' for the dope I want that throat, after that, I gotta go So much money on the table Lately I've been round some bosses These niggas be full-gazing, all these fake diamonds they flossy These niggas be pussy, they ain't really from the trenches These niggas be flexin', they ain't really out here trappin' I got them pounds comin' in, aye 448 'em, 448 'em Boy I swear, I 448 'em Them pounds comin' in, play with Trippie I 448 you Play with my money (448 you, look) Jodye in the cut, that boy shootin' like a movie Think we playin', ain't joke, and you want smoke We givin' to 'em (and we cutthroat) (Came up from [?]) (And in the bed, bad bitches, she on D tho) (Unload, better duck low, dont show no face tho) (Not no case closed) [Chorus: Trippie Redd] Life no joke, pussy boy you get poked Ayy, get poked Bad bitch, good throat Good neck, good talk Yeah, beat the box Yeah, beat the box Beat the box, beat the sauce of a bitch, yeah beat the box Life no joke, pussy boy you get poked Bad bitch, good throat And some good neck, good talk Yeah, beat the box Yeah, beat the box Beat the box, beat the sauce of a bitch, yeah beat the box [Outro] No joke, pussy boy you get poked Bad bitch, good throat And some good neck, good talk No joke