Beat Box 3 (Clean) - SpotemGottem/DaBaby

Lyrics by：Elisner Joseph/Nehemiah Harden/Jonathan Kirk

Composed by：Elisner Joseph/Nehemiah Harden/Jonathan Kirk

DaBaby：

Best motherf**kin' rapper n***a

This Baby n***a let's go

Ready to get it started n***a

Go

Whenever you want it

I was the man with the plan since a shawty

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 d**k 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 could piss in a cup call it lemonade baby

Ooh

Let that b***h off I'm a renegade baby

Brr

I'ma get outta there I ain't feelin' that

Huh

N***a run up on me with a cell phone out

He gon' f**k around die on the internet

Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo

F**k it kill him on IG Live

Let the whole world see the n***a 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-a*s smile from my mama

Cheese

Get this motherf**kin' voice from my daddy

I learned how to pimp on them h*es from my uncle

Pimp pimp

Let her suck on my toes 'cause I'm nasty

Okay

Like f**k it she asked me to do it

Play with me I'ma actually shoot you

Most of these n***as be cap and we knew it

These n***as drop s**t and we laugh at they music

I know how to murder these n***as with kindness

F**kin' they b***h 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

D**n that n***a Baby on fire

Bah-bah

And it won't go out they know that lil' n***a's a problem

Got a big .45 on de-cock

Go

Usin' big words like I'm T.I.

Turn up

Don't wanna get me started n***a

Turn me up n***as gon' see why

N***a you a b***h JoJo Siwa

B***h

You let the wrong n***a get rich

Both of these chains on my neck they compete with each other

They fightin' and throwin' a fit

Know how these h*es like to argue and beef with each other

She fightin' now over the d**k

You should already know you ain't searchin' DaBaby

'Cause that n***a like to come in with the stick

I don't like to get into the mix

No

I done got paid in full my n***a

I get them h*es like I'm Mitch

Even got white people all on my d**k

Go

Yeah second year six-time Grammy-nominated

Came through turnt up everybody hated

Before I had my first M it was Billion Dollar Baby

He bet the house and his self like Las Vegas

Go

You want this s**t

Gotta earn it

He off the leash he don't think he can get murdered

Know how to swim so I f**k with who f**kin' with me

I take a bridge and I burn it

Let me see if you can swim lil' n***a

S**t gettin' out of hand I just parked a new Benz

Hopped in a new Benz lil' n***a

Let's go

And I don't want new friends

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

In Miami with my motherf**kin' heat out

With another n***a b***h said she got her feet out

I walked in the party I'm on my big goon s**t

Ready to get it started b***h I got no sense

Oh he the plug ridin' 'round with four bricks

Call me Kobe twenty-four on me

Can't f**k wit' her no more that lil' b***h 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' s**t like Jackie Chan 'til they got my kicks on

I aim I hit my target I'ma up this b***h regardless

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