Beat Box Freestyle (feat. Backyard Bandit) Video (MV)

Ay, yuh, ight
317 bitch, yuh (f*ck)
Okay
Pull up to your crib, hop out with a ski mask
Let off 16 shots then I speed off like the f*ckin' flash
Got the cops on my ass, so I'm steppin' on the gas
And they start speedin' up
Then brodie like hold up, don't you got a dead body in the trunk
I'm like, oh wait, oh yeah, about that
If they catch us, don't be switchin' on me like a f*ckin' rat
Cause you know, lil' bitch I don't swing like that, damnnn
I'ma knock his head off
F*ckin' with my girl, better pray don't catch y'all
Damn, I just took some Tylenol
Mix it with the Henny, but I'm still mad at y'all, damn
Forget that shit, leave that shit in the past
I've been f*ckin' on this bitch, hopefully her love gon' last
Don't f*ck with my gang, we'll knock you off the map
So damn hard, had to change your name to Red Crest
Damn, my cat painted matte black, scat pack, and you know my bitch f*ckin' love that
She gon' touch that, maybe even f*ck that
I don't even know I might up and f*ck that bitch, huh
I just might have to touch that bitch, huh
Have her on the floor, gangin' on f*ckin' dick, huh
Yeah, hop in the f*ckin' coupe
When we hop out, you better f*ckin' shoot, huh
Pussy snitchin' on the gang, so the pussy cannot hang
We'll shoot him in his shit, we'll shoot him in his thing
My choppa go bang, and we bangin' them things
I ain't savin' lil' hoes that can f*ckin' deepthroat
They can motherf*ckin' choke, and my boys ain't broke
So why you gotta look, and you know I'm lookin
Yeah, yeah, you a lil' brookie, yeah
What you gotta say now, bitch