BeatBox / Sticks

Hit the beat box
All this weed, need to detox
Drop shit that leave the streets hot
Don't care we got the streets lock

No tiktok
This wrist watch don't tik tok
This Rollie shine and dance
When I'm in the sun I can't look I just take a glance
From we started this rap shit you niggas had no chance
I don't care what you say, please just bring me my advance
Niggas talking and not working and I really wonder why
I'm focused on the bag, you can see it in my eyes
I'm focused on the money, my mum taught me to be wise
Pray the Ps get through, told my bro December gon be nice
Might go back home for the winter, man I miss my granny's rice
And it's Hot as fuck all year round so I got to cop some ice

Told my girl I wanna buss it in it, she said this your pussy
She said she want me deep inside her but
Yet she still push me
Imma take the risk this shit too good plus I'm feeling real lucky
She so nasty when we out she in my ear whispering fuck me
She wanna fuck me, suck me and want to see me succeed
She must be the one bro trust me
Can't deal with no hoes they dusty
Dripping in balenci
You want drip, look on ssense b
She hates you, have some sense g
She's up 10, play offense b

Hit the beatbox
All this weed, need to detox
Drop shit that leave the streets hot
Don't care we got the streets lock



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Atherley
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