No Joke (Beat The Box) Lyrics – Quan’ta
Singer: Quan’ta
Title: No Joke (Beat The Box)
Ayy, big pole
Bad b#tch, good throat [Big 14 know the f#ck going on
Good neck, good talk
Yeah, beat the box
Yeah, beat the box
Beat the box, beat the sauce of that b#tch, yeah beat the box [WLVS, Looking for strippers in here]
All I need is some lean in my double cup
Lightskin trynna f#ck with a big bubble butt
Uh, this life I’m living is not fun
Killin sh#t without a gun, one verse and you’re done
Never really had a dad, I was just momma and son
And they said “Trippie you got racks!” I said “b#tch I got a tuck!”
I know this is my carrer but this is getting to fun
I sit back, just chill, lil n#gg# hit the blunt
Fell in love with a b#tch, but that b#tch be steady trippin’
She just cut a n#gg# off, but sh#t, I ain’t trippin’
I got thirty three hoes so you can say I ball like pimpin’
I am gifted and reminisced by all of these b#tches like damn
Textin’ Uncle Sam, pull up in that r-rah-rah
Rari or that lamb
Yeah, pull up in, shootin out the windows
Slice his #ss like Kimbo
No ball but I ball hard like I’m Jinjo
Life no joke, p#ss# boy you get poked
Ayy, get poked
Bad b#tch, good throat
Good neck, good talk
Yeah, beat the box
Yeah, beat the box
Beat the box, beat the sauce of a b#tch, yeah beat the box
Life no joke, p#ss# boy you get poked
Bad b#tch, good throat
And some good neck, good talk
Yeah, beat the box
Yeah, beat the box
Beat the box, beat the sauce of a b#tch, yeah beat the box
Okay, that pack comin’ in
So baby start that trippin’
You ain’t bad enough to stress
I swear lil mamma average
But she all on my phone, and she lookin’ for the dope
I want that throat, after that, I gotta go
So much money on the table
Lately I’ve been round some bosses
These n#gg#s gazing, all these fake diamonds they flossy
These n#gg#s be p#ss#, they ain’t really from the trenches
These n#gg#s be flexin’, they ain’t really out here trappin’
I got them pounds comin’ in, aye
448 ’em, 448 ’em
Boy I swear, I 448 ’em
Them pounds comin’ in, play with Trippie I 448 you
Play with my money [448 you, look
Jodye in the cut, that boy shootin’ like a movie
Think we playin’, ain’t joke, and you want smoke
We givin’ to ’em [and we cutthroat
[Came up from
[And in the bed, bad b#tches, she on D tho
[Unload, better duck low, dont show no face tho
Life no joke, p#ss# boy you get poked
Ayy, get poked
Bad b#tch, good throat
Good neck, good talk
Yeah, beat the box
Yeah, beat the box
Beat the box, beat the sauce of a b#tch, yeah beat the box
Life no joke, p#ss# boy you get poked
Bad b#tch, good throat
And some good neck, good talk
Yeah, beat the box
Yeah, beat the box
Beat the box, beat the sauce of a b#tch, yeah beat the box
No joke, p#ss# boy you get poked
Bad b#tch, good throat
And some good neck, good talk
No joke
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