Текст песни Beauty on Da Beat - Dpoc

Show you off, tonight I wanna show you off
What you got, a billion could've never bought
We gonna party like it's 3012 tonight
I wanna show you all the finest things in life

So just forget about the world we on tonight
I'm comin' for ya, I'm comin' for ya
All I need is a beauty and a beat
Who can make my life complete

OMG Dpoc

Listerine, soo I'm extra clean
Shoot my shot, you know that it's green
You don't know my life behind the scenes

Remember I was broke and bummy
Till I got up and got to the money
I was laid back, I was sippin' on muddy
I see a slut, she's a fuckin' druggie, uhh
I can't work no nine to five
I was crossed, thought I almost died
This ain't Warzone you can't get revived
Feel like Nettspend, it's my time to shine
We goin' nuts, we goin' nuts

We gon' hit that motherfuckin' jugg, jugg
Ayy my slime might catch a body
I'm kickin' shit, but this ain't karate
Catch him lacking he gone like Notti

I don't give no fuck, till I'm dead
Cough it up, bitch I need my bread
Got some head, now she left on read
Then I post to IG, with a money spread
W-With a money spread

They was saying I look bummy, but I don't care as long as I'm gettin' money
As long as I'm gettin' money
As long as I'm gettin' money
You gotta start livin, not surviving
I had my fye before I was drivin
I slide on the beat it's perfect timing
I smoke a little, but I ain't a stoner
She felt my pole, she thought it was a boner
You thought you had her, but she say you just friends
Boy where you go from here, it really just depends
Me I'mma chase these racks till the end

Peanut butter in my bookbag no lunchbox
Shawty chopped, I told her to kick rocks
Four years of school, I used to watch clocks
Now I'm on a come-up, I'm tradin' stocks
I'm tradin' stocks
Thought I was Future, whole time I'm Bryson Tiller
We gettin' jiggy like Mike Jack in Thriller
I'd rather hold a rack than someone that see me as one
He copy' my swag, he copy' my drip, he my son
I hop on these beats just for fun, just for fun
Catch a hater, boy, you're done, boy, you're done

Catch a opp lacking and I light him up with my gun, up my gun
Choppa sing, choppa sing
When I come through, I'ma shoot like Yao Ming, Yao Ming