NLE Choppa - Beat Box “First Day Out” (Lyrics)

 

[Intro]

Grrt (Come on)

[Chorus]

Ayy, walk 'em down straight to the ground, we make sure that he don't get up (Damn E, this shit exclusive)

Call the reverend and his momma, tell 'em, "Come and pick 'em up"

I'ma smack you with this .40, askin', "Is my Glizzy tucked?"

[Verse]

Only like it sloppy, she gon' beat box when she suckin' me (Come on, come on)

Told her, "Bring a friend", if she ever think about fuckin' me

Touchin' who? Touchin' me? To God where your ass gon' be (Prr, prr)

Leave him stuck and send him up like he fuckin' with Cardi B (Prr, prr, prr)

Park thе car before we hit thе street, I'm hoppin' out on feet

Get up close so I can see his teeth but I'ma keep it brief

Ask do he remember me, then introduced him to my heat

Skrrt off the block, you followin' this car, your whip be cream cheese (Come here, prr)

Ain't no bush to beat around, you not duckin' no hunnid rounds

Whole hood been down, fuck the count 'cause we just beat it down

Ain't gotta spin back around because my target hit the ground

Crossed that line, you out of bounds

They gon' find you up in the crowd

Nappy-ass dreadlocks, black Forces, black socks (Ayy, ayy, prr)

Make the Draco pop, it's louder than a boombox (Prr, prr)

Shoutout to OVO, this Drac' can make your bed rock

We beat them four and oh, just check the score, it say a lot (Ayy, check the score)

Ayy, I'm in Miami, she givin' me head on Ocean Drive while her nigga outside

Sucked me so good, I thought that I died

But when I nutted, I had came back alive

Skeet on her face, it got in her eyes

Now she tellin' me she legally blind

Gave her a towel and told her she fine

She kept suckin' 'til she started cryin'

Point 'em out, shoot 'em out, I spot 'em, I got 'em

He started runnin', so I caught 'em (Ayy, ayy)

Bag on his head, I bought 'em (Ayy)

Told my shooter do everything that I taught him (Ayy)

Let me know if it’s a problem

Like a school boy, I be super quick to solve it

Thinkin' my shooter retarded

He take a pill and then snort it right off of his .40

Snort it right off of his gun

Shot a hunnid, then paid a hunnid for his bond

Send a diss, I won't respond (No)

Slam dunk a nigga like a nigga was LeBron (Come on)

Leave a nigga where he stay

Same place that I met him, I made him lay (Come on)

Let a nigga come and play

He gon' tell his momma, "Plan the funeral date" (Prr, prr, prr, prr, prr)

I got the power like Nelson Mandela

You need a umbrella whenever I spray (Whenever I spray)

Leave him shitty like Nutella

He gon' need a Pamper if he survive this K

Me and my niggas, we down for whatever

We step on whoever in retro Js (Retro Js)

Bullet, stick like a thorn, call it Bella

Make him Cinderella if he betray

Bitch

[Chorus]

Ayy, walk 'em down straight to the ground, we make sure that he don't get up (Damn E, this shit exclusive)

Call the reverend and his momma, tell 'em, "Come and pick 'em up"

I'ma smack you with this .40, askin', "Is my Glizzy tucked?"