Beat Box 3

Ready to get it started, nigga (go)

Whenever you want it

I was the man with the plan since a shorty

Pull up to the Grammy Awards with my .40 (go)

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 can 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 (doot-doot-doot-doot)

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 decoct (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' her 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

'Fore 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 I 'on't want new friends

Bur-bur-burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off

Tried to get away from me, had a stand off

Hit 'em in the spine, knock his dreads off

My woadie just caught a body

I nicknamed him Randy Moss

Th-th-thuggin' in my Reeboks, ridin' with a G-SHOCK

Shh, I heard he shot

Dracos make a beat box

OG made dat sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car

Had a mask on, Draco make 'em beat box

In Miami with my muhfuckin' heat out

With 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, he the plug, ridin' round with four bricks

Call me Kobe, twenty-four on me

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 thinkin' that's somethin' you needed to know

I'm smooth and I'm cold, she know my wrist on froze

Skinny jeans on with a big bankroll (big knots on me)

She playin' my song, now I got her takin' off her thong

I'm tryna get it on, she feelin' 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 they got my kicks on

I aim, I hit my target, I'ma up this bitch regardless

Bur-bur-burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off

Tried to get away from me, had a stand off

Hit 'em in the spine, knock his dreads off

My woadie just caught a body

I nicknamed him Randy Moss

Th-th-thuggin' in my Reeboks, ridin' with a G-SHOCK

Shh, I heard he shot

Dracos make a beat box

OG made dat sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car

Had a mask on, Draco make 'em beat box

• Artist:SpottemGottem