Beat Box (with Shenseea) - Freestyle

Damn E, this shit exclusive
Yuh dun kno a Shenseea from Jamaica
Dem deven undastan don't?
But watch yah nuh

If yuh a sidechick an' yuh tell a nigga's bitch
That you was who he with, yuh a snitch
Bwoy if yuh siddung chatting shit pon di internet a lip
Waan bi a mouse den yuh a guh get clip (informa fi dead)
Ye, put dem in a ditch, coulda run like a Russell
Wi still a claim di baggage
Wen wi duh damage tuh forehead
Brain splat anuh knowledge
21 outta di clip, mi likkle Glock is a savage (21, 21)

Wen I pull up, pull up, pon dem
Nuh getaway car, jus one Yeng Yeng
So memba di time wen yuh talk?
Oh yuh think tru yuh chat from way back wen?
Listen ladies from yuh fuck a bwoy an' di bwoy guh chat
A beg yuh nuh guh back because yuh pussy caught a rat
Di ting go, ra-tat-tat-tat-tat
Naah shake tree fi mango drop
Wi nuh like? Snitch
Wi nuh like? Snitch
Wi nuh fuck wid? Snitch
Wi nuh ramp wid? Snitch
Dem bwoy deh a rat
Dem bwoy deh a rat, hah

Bur-bur-burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off
Tried to get away from me, had a standoff
Hit 'em in his 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 (ridin' with a glizzy)
Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make 'em beat box
OG made that sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car (spin the car)
Had a mask on, Draco make 'em beat box

In Miami with my motherfuckin' heat out
With another nigga bitch, and 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? 24 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 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 (big knots on me)
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' 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 standoff
Hit 'em in his 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 (ridin' with a glizzy)
Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make 'em beat box (make 'em beat box)
OG made that sharp turn, woadie spot 'em, peeled the car (spin the car)
Had a mask on, Draco make 'em beat box

Bur-bur-burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off
Tried to get away from me, had a standoff
Hit 'em in his 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, 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



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Nehemiah Lamar Harden, Elisner Joseph, Ijah Jiru Cheatham Stoute
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