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