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letra de beat box 12 - spotemgottem & lil yachty

[intro]
it’s us
d-mn e, this sh-t exclusive
us

[verse 1: lil yacthy]
thuggin’ in my reeboks
ten milli’, big glocks, huh
in a big truck, f-ck around, make your ears pop
f-ck with me, gang’ll do some’ to you, make your tears drop
hit ’em off, wafi only boy, i don’t sears shop
f-ck around, might move to michigan and get my peers hot
trustworthy, uh, i think not, we’ll wipe snot
three lines, gon’ make it look like wine in a clear pot
ride around with the same weapon, ain’t get deer shot
no rearviews in my life, leave that sh-t behind me
i was only eighteen years old when kanye tried to sign me
n-ggas gangsters online ’til you see ’em named mahatma gandhi
better tell my b-tch, “let’s get a b-tch that’s tatted like kehlani”
if she tell me yes, i’ll let you know the when and where’s to find me
n-ggas already thinkin’ that they wildin’, steady tryna guide me
finna blind me, standin’ in my way, they need to get behind me
every day i ride with a rocket just like my first name johnny
white diamonds got more colors than a murakami
b-tch thought i was j-panese, i folded just like origami
used to sleep in front of [?], now i got an eighty-inch sony
rich as h-ll, used to be broke, f-cked up, eatin’ bologna
n-ggas not like us, we get to the money
how the f-ck we wipe his nose and we still left it runnin’?
how you fly with nothin’ to your name? man, you n-ggas bummin’
‘member tryna get kids to game, they ain’t listen to me
[chorus: spotemgottem]
bur— bur— burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off
tried to get away from me, had a standoff
hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off
my woadie just caught a body, i nicknamed him randy moss
thuggin’ in my reeboks, ridin’ with a g-shock
shh, i heard he shot, draco make ’em beat box
og made that sharp turn, woadie spot ’em, peeled the car
had a mask on, draco make ’em beat box

[verse 2: spotemgottem]
in miami with my motherf-ckin’ heat out
with another n-gga b-tch, said she got her feet out
i walked in the party, i’m on my big goon sh-t
ready to get it started, b-tch, i got no sense
oh, he the plug, ridin’ ’round with four bricks
call me kobe, twenty-four on me
can’t f-ck wit’ her no more, that lil’ b-tch, 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, i got her takin’ 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’ sh-t like jackie chan ’til they got my kicks on
i aim, i hit my target, i’ma up this b-tch regardless
[chorus: spotemgottem]
bur— bur— burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off
tried to get away from me, had a standoff
hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off
my woadie just caught a body, i nicknamed him randy moss
th— th— thuggin’ in my reeboks, riding with a g-shock
shh, i heard he shot, draco make ’em beat box
og made that sharp turn, woadie spot ’em, peeled the car
had a mask on, draco make ’em beat box

- spotemgottem lil yachty

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