BeatBox Freestyle

He can get his life taken from a call
 He tried to switch up his team like State Farm
 A suit and tie with a strap
 I'm J. Stalin
 You acting weird on the missions
 I hate stallers
 Non-affiliates stripped for name calling
 A team full of broke jumpers
 You hate balling
 Your bro was down in the county
 You ain't call him
 Guess he ran from the fade but the tape caught him
 Older homies ain't nothin'
 I'm rank calling
 You knew them boogers was fake
 You hate flossing
 I be trying to GRRRRR
 I hate talking
 Keep tagging me on the gram like I can't block him
 Spot Em Got Em
 Get hit with the Beat Box
 I know you lost a real ni**a
 But he's Pac
 Chopper rounds on A-Dolph
 But keep glocks
 'It's been real"
 But you ni**as really fake to me
 Bounced out with Jedi's in Star Wars
 Toting lazer beams
 He threw his beef in the oven
 So gang baked him
 Bald heads with clips like Wayne Brady
 Black hoods in the party like Slim Shady
 Speedy got up on him quick
 It's a rundown
 Fortnite shotguns and AR's
 He'll get pumped down
 And we really getting money
 Fuck the bus now
 All them ni**as I looked up to
 Really bums now
 All them bitches was curving
 They wanna fuck now
 Monkey nuts with extensions
 I'm having fun now
 She suck it good, leave it sloppy, she get a bussdown
 And you can laugh at your Ex
 He's on the bus now
 Keep a big glocky
 Don't like to fight ni**as
 You stay on her DM's but she's on my ni**as
 You stay with Sean Michael's because he be high-kicking
 Quit the stalling
 I'm in and out in like 5 minutes
 It's Remble
 Ni**as be snitching
 I think they liking it
 Why you keep going
 And she was fighting it
 I just caught his ass lacking
 High off the Vicodin
 I ran up on him in sandals and put a nine in him
 Go ahead and say my name
 You can try wit me
 Go ahead and ride his dick
 You can die wit him (My buddy)
 That's your buddy I'm a put you in the sky wit him (My buddy)
 He's Batman
 You got popped just for side-kicking
 Out in traffic I was riding with my high-beams
 I got a blicky with a dicky if he fights me
 I was twinning with the glock
 We were siamese
 I hit his wifey with the dick and gave her high-knees
 I'm gone
 I'm back now
 It's Friday night I had to hit her with the smackdown
 Your friend passed
 He is never coming back now
 He's Sean Michael's getting hit with the mack rounds
 Back down and I won't have to pull the strap out
 Back-back down and I won't have to pull the strap out