Beat Box 2 \/ Beat Box 3 - SpotemGottem ft Pooh Shiesty \/ SpotemGottem featuring DaBaby (lyrics) Leggo (Damn E, this shit exclusive) Stretch Gang Face shots to the face, don\u0027t trip on yo\u0027 lace Mafia Bur-bur-burn away a carbon beam, knocked yo legs off Tried to get away from me, had a stand off Hit \u0027em in the spine, knock his dreads off My woadie just caught a body I nicknamed him Randy Moss Thuggin\u0027 in my Reebok\u0027s, ridin\u0027 with a G-SHOCK Shh-, I heard he shot Dracos make a beat box OG made dat sharp turn, woadie spot \u0027em, peeled the car Had a mask on, Draco make \u0027em beat box In Miami with my muhfuckin\u0027 heat out With another nigga bitch said she got her feet out I walked in the party, I\u0027m on my big goon shit Ready to get it started, bitch, I got no sense Oh, he the plug, ridin\u0027 round with four bricks Call me Kobe, twenty-four on me Can\u0027t fuck wit\u0027 her no more, that lil\u0027 bitch, she do the most I get my groove on every time I see them folks I got the antidote, I\u0027m thinkin\u0027 that\u0027s somethin\u0027 you needed to know I\u0027m smooth and I\u0027m cold, she know my wrist on froze Skinny jeans on with a big bankroll (big knots on me) She playin\u0027 my song, now I got her takin\u0027 off her thong I\u0027m tryna get it on, she feelin\u0027 all over my Peter bone Two rights don\u0027t make a wrong, it just go on and on I\u0027m kickin\u0027 shit like Jackie Chan \u0027til they got my kicks on I aim, I hit my target, I\u0027ma 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 \u0027em in the spine, knock his dreads off My woadie just caught a body I nicknamed him Randy Moss Th-th-thuggin\u0027 in my Reeboks, ridin\u0027 with a G-SHOCK Shh, I heard he shot Dracos make a beat box OG made dat sharp turn, woadie spot \u0027em, peeled the car Had a mask on, Draco make \u0027em beat box (blrrd-blrrd) I\u0027m strapped up wit\u0027 the jugg, one in the head already decocked (it\u0027s decocked) I pop out when the beef hot, won\u0027t see me creepin\u0027 on yo block (no, no) I work the backseat, we went three deep and got ten people shot (blrrd-blrrd) I hit the auto switch and made it twerk, ayy, while he dump the Glock (blrrd, blrrd) Got the drop on all his spot, he get robbed if he go or not (go or not) I know the taste love wock, he pullin\u0027 up in exotic pop (exotic pop) That booster hitter tried to pull a move and that shit got him dropped (got him dropped) Blrrd, blrrd-blrrd, you pussies know what\u0027s up (blrrd, blrrd-blrrd) Turn a nigga to a pack, we break \u0027em down and roll \u0027em up (roll \u0027em up) Ain\u0027t shit changed but the whip, now it\u0027s a Rolls Truck when I\u0027m pullin\u0027 up (I\u0027m pullin\u0027 up) And I still ain\u0027t check the time up on my Cartier, just hold it up (blrrd) Don\u0027t come around actin\u0027 gangster, we call your bluff (blrrd, blrrd) Put trust in these firearms, know we dangerous (blrrd) If you catch me speed up, bitch, give it up or I\u0027ma buss We shoot your shit up on the E-Way Get out the same lane as us blrrd (bitch), blrrd-blrrd (same lane as us, big blrrd) Bur-bur-burn away a carbon beam (blrrd), knock your legs off (legs off) Tried to get away from me (yeah), had a stand off (blrrd blrrd) Hit \u0027em in his spine, knock his dreads off (blrrd) My woadie just caught a body I nicknamed him Randy Moss Thu-thu-thuggin\u0027 in my Reeboks, ridin\u0027 with a G-SHOCK Shh, I heard he shot Dracos make a beat box OG made that sharp turn, woadie spot \u0027em, peeled the car Had a mask on, Draco make \u0027em beatbox