Voice Box Lyrics

Bro had said I'm from the Gump ain't talking forest (Aye)

I can spit on any beat and ion need a chorus (Aye)

I just got a new phone but it's my burner so no worries

And my voice is kinda gone I need sum cold but no Mc'Flurries

Shit it's cracking out the box I hit the spot with a lil shorty (Aye)

Bad bitch wanna take ha down but she forty (Aye)

I can wrap it Santa coming in like a tourist (Aye)

Bro be quiet I can hear the sounds may be the toilet (Shhh)

Say I'm shitting on these niggas nothing new (Haha)

Ran out with bout 20 at the party with my crew

And I just made a quick buck I'm outta luck so what I do

I hit the ski and go outside comeback with hunnits in my shoe

I'm going dummy at the crib I'm out here chilling with my weed man

Robin in all black cuz Batman here he on my team man

Want it to the brain straight THC here go my weed pen

Never been the one to follow Synczxx always in the lead man

Ain't never been the one to hop in and just go I learned that as a child

Putting up my hair so I know she leaving with a smile

Remember taking niggas bike off from they porch so we can ride around

Think you got my drip Lil boy posted with my hand-me-downs

I ain't no gangster or no thug imma hood baby (Fa fa fa)

If you from the Gump you should know that every hood crazy

Creeping through the shadows out the way that's how my mama raised me

Remember when I shot my first gun I thought them bullets made me (Aye)

I swear them bullets pack a punch they packing shit like lunch

I never claimed to be a menace but don't test ya luck

The side I show ain't who I am but they don't give no fuck

Say that she a squirter ooh don't play cuz she'll wet ya up (Aye)

Rapping out at parties but we trapping in the Backrooms (In da back)

Nigga want sum clout I'm sorry bro we ain't go at you

May have got some scars but I covered it with tattoos (Cover that shit)

May not get him yet but trust me imma get him back to

I thrax ya bitch I crack ya bitch ha pussy wet like water (Like water)

I keep forgetting she no hoe she sum old nigga daughter

I shoot my shot and I don't miss sike I'm like otto porter

She acting up but she Latina (May have to deport ha)

Knew he was gone talk man all he needed was a second (Aye)

Neva taking shit for granted knew it was a blessing

Hate it when a nigga talk too much meanwhile I'm resting

Learned just how to do it now we out this bih finessing

Now we out this bih juh smoking totes we out here cutting ropes

Baby said that she know how to smoke but now she on the floor

Them niggas said they like the way I rap I guess it's just the flow

I can give you all I got but I bet they still want some mo (They still want some mo)