[Lyric] Beatbox Remix (OTW Sage)

Verse 1: OTW Sage
I can’t see ops 30 in the Glock it’s gon beatbox
Choppa get ta kickin it’s gon hit him in his g spot
Imma hot boy feeling hotter than a fucking teapot
Off that cookie pack it got me higher than a treetop
.40 hit em make him do the fucking beatbox
Run up on me and catch 30 out dis new Glock
Catch the ops and dump the clip and make they bodies drop
Everytime we see the ops we leave they block hot
Left they block hot
Left off 30 shots
Hanging wit da ops you can get popped
Caught the ops lackin
Hit him in his top
Fucking on this thot shorty gave me top

Verse 2: KBTHEMENACE
Ok I’m fucking on this thot I passed the bitch off to the block
And this .40 hit his top can’t feel his face that shit too hot
I told bro I got the drop and we rock out just likes it’s rock
And Im not gone miss a shot but if I do we spin the block
I’m steady screaming fuck the ops we hop out creep up on they block
And this gas it got me stanking this shit smelling like a sock
And this Glock came wit a beam I can knock off your whole team
Know if I shoot know it’s a green
Know I can shoot without being seen
If I pass as the same thing and imma hop out wit that beam
Sipping wocky all day long and now I’m having lucid dreams
My bitch can’t cheat but if I cheat I tell her it ain’t what it seem
I’m off my ass I’m feeling slumped this shit feeling like a dream
I don’t be venting to nobody play my music and I think
Og ask if I’m ok I tell og I need a drink
Feeling tired feeling sluggish wash my face up in the sink