Beat Box Lyrics

Where you from?

Heaven

Could you date a girl that didn't know how to dress?

You mean like you?

If you feel like I can't dress yes

Fuck no

Fuck no hell na (Maison Margiela Reeboks)

I do this shit every day you don't be bout

When she eat up the dick this hoe beatbox

MM that's on my reebok

Latin I told her ¡Arriba!

That's him? Boy tell your hoe goodbye

Slide in no I'm not a good guy

Fully fed we see who a small fry

Leave the scene you know that I'm that guy

Walk in and I'm steppin' shit with a dagger

I cannot fuck on this hoe she a nagger

White hoe call me what? (tchip)

Man y'all already know what I'm sayin'

And this FN take his gut

And the reason this shit stop sprayin'

Hundred rounds in this bitch I'm a Saiyan

I be so classy that boy speak in layman

I feel like Nico I'm flyin a plane in

I'm tryna be flashy bitch why would I plane it?

Got a lot of problems with me on the internet when in real life shit won't say it

I got niggas in Lynchburg with them Dracs AK's shit and they spray it

Send a iceberg on the third nigga on a cold day

And your cover is blown in

The storm coming move your zone in

Don't you fuck up this moment

I made that boy fork up the hunnids

I ain't had nothing turn it to something

Oh now it's summer walk with a Drummond

Fucking this bitch so bad put a thumb in

I ain't hear shit bitch fuck your assumption

AP on me got this lil' hoe jumpin'

She bump and grind my cup is busted

This shit got Wock not Robotussin

Try play with us I'll show you something

I'll blow your mind with no concussion

Ain't comin' back these bullets rushin'

He slumped over his toe he touchin'

And yes I know my time is comin'

Yeah yeah

Can't let shit change

Except for the view on the hundreds

I know a lot of niggas fake but—I hope my niggas not on it

Slide with Glock and we take out opponent

Take this bitch I just beat down her doonies

I be high off the snacks like Scooby

When she eat up the

When she eat up the dick this hoe beatbox

MM that's on my reebok

Latin I told her ¡Arriba!

That's him? Boy tell your hoe goodbye

Slide in no I'm not a good guy

Fully fed we see who a small fry

Leave the scene you know that I'm that guy

(Coke dope crack smack weed E's and CDs)

(They got it all for cheap)

(This is trap music bitch)