BeatBox 2

[Intro: Spot
Em
Gottem]
Leggo
Damn E, this shit exclusive
Stretch gang
Face shots at the face don't trip on yo lace
Mafia

[Chorus: Spot
Em
Gottem]
Burn-
Burn-
Burn away a carbon beam knocked yo legs off
Tried to get away from me had a stand off
Hit em in his spine
Knock his dreads off
My wodie just caught a body
I just nicknamed him Randy Moss
Thuggin in my Reebok's riding with a G-Shock
(Shh) I heard he shot-
Draco make a beat box
OG made that sharp turn wodie spot em peeled the car
Had a mask
Draco make em beatbox

[Verse 1: Spot
Em
Gottem]
In Miami with my muhfuckin' heat out
Another nigga bitch said she got her feet out
I walked in the party, I'm on my big goon shit
Ready to get it started, bitch I got no sense
Oh, hе the plug, riding round with 4 bricks
Call me Kobe, 24 Kobе
Can't fuck wit her no more, that 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 and I got taking 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 til I got my kicks on
And Ima hit my target
Ima up this bitch regardless

[Chorus: Spot
Em
Gottem & Pooh Shiesty]
Burn-
Burn-
Burn away a carbon beam knocked yo legs off
Tried to get away from me had a stand off
Hit em in his spine
Knock his dreads off
My wodie just caught a body
I just nicknamed him Randy Moss
Thuggin in my Reebok's riding with a G-Shock
(Shh) I heard he shot-
Draco make a beat box
OG made that sharp turn wodie spot em peeled the car
Had a mask
Draco make em beatbox (Brr brr)

[Verse 2: Pooh Shiesty]
I'm strapped up wit the jug, one in the head already be cocked
I pop out when the beef hot, won't see me creepin' on yo block
I work the backseat, we went three deep and got ten people shot (Brr brr)
I hit the auto switch and made it twerk and while he dump the Glock (Brr brr)
Got the drop on all his spot, he get robbed if he go or not
I know the taste love wock, he pulling up in exotic pop
That booster hitter tried to pull a move and that shit got him dropped
(Brr, brr brr) 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 (Brr)
Don't come around acting gangster we call your bluff (Brr brr)
Put trust in these firearm know we dangerous (Brr)
If you catch me speeded up, bitch give it up or Ima buss
We shoot your shit up on the E-Way, get out the same lane as us (Brr, brr brr)
(Same lane as us, big brr)

[Chorus: Spot
Em
Gottem & Pooh Shiesty]
Burn-
Burn-
Burn away a carbon beam (Brrt) knocked yo legs off (Legs off)
Tried to get away from me (Yuh) had a stand off (Brr brr)
Hit em in his spine
Knock his dreads off (Brr)
My wodie just caught a body
I just nicknamed him Randy Moss
Thuggin in my Reebok's riding with a G-Shock
(Shh) I heard he shot-
Draco make a beat box
OG made that sharp turn wodie spot em peeled the car
Had a mask
Draco make em beatbox