Letra de 'BeatBox Freestyle' de Shae Butta

I hear they talking crazy and that ish is cool
Double capping niggas be double tapping your pictures to
Couldn’t fit my shoes
Quick to bust a move like Diddy do
Baby girl you know I play the streets just bring me kitchen food
Fonto and papers Grab my lighter and I’m skating
No patience on vacation ain’t got time for the favors
Caught a case gave a fake name got hit with probation
Momma begged the lord to save him
Looked at her like who waiting
Blast off writing captions I get ass off
Gucci on the floor im making the cash fall
Got your bitch up in my zone
She twisting loud with that fonto
She don’t even know how to roll
Homie you know how it go
They told you I’m on fire well you smelling the smoke
Even angels be crying like he got a hell of a flow
Yo Your bro will set you up for the right price
I’m rolling up he’ll give you up for a nice light
For a hot slice get a hot 9 got life
40 Had your chest smoking like a chicken pot pie
This ain’t new to me
They don’t know what they gone do with me
Used to do security
Now the hammer secure the T
Catch a flight got your boo with me
I beat the box in a new city
She grab my meat like sum new fendi
I got that Superman view litty
Ask about me in London had the fonto clicking
Took a flight to Paris just to drink water mind my business
Keep the change We in the range with the rover tinted
Nothing changed gotta eat my food before the roaches get it

They want that born off that Winter Flow