Beam on Ya Toes lyrics

[Intro]
Walk in the jungle, I'm out of my skin
All I had was Wheat Thins and Pop-Tarts today
RXK, yuh

[Verse 1]
Shoot the f*ck out an opp if he front
Shoot the front of your house up from the front
Shoot your face with this dirty ass Glock
Beam on your toes make you hopscotch
Beat you repeatedly a hundred times
Beat in your face, break the bone structure
Cookin' up crack since Easy Bake oven
I got suspended in second grade
I got expelled in the fourth grade
I learned how to count and thought I was the wave (Color Plus)
3.5, 1.5, ten for nine
Who need a linе? Who wanna get high?
Who wanna f*ck up they life?
I got that dopе that'll f*ck up your life
This gray fentanyl, it will f*ck up your life
b*tch got hooked on coke, can't stop
b*tch got the sniffles, like I don't know (Yuh)
I drink more alcohol than Uncle Dale
I drink more alcohol than Uncle Buddy
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Poppin' pills like my grandma
Morning, afternoon, nighttime
Poppin' pills like my grandma
I didn't eat before I got high
Walk in that b*tch like Famous Dex
I'ma make drugs cool again
Make a b*tch sniff coke like they in school again
I, I, I will f*ck up your life
This Glock .9 will f*ck up your life
Thirty chop will f*ck up your life
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Walk in that b*tch, got lines of coke
Slitherman got lines of coke
Slitherman got lines of coke
Slitherman got lines of coke
Slitherman got lines of coke
Slitherman got lines of coke
Slitherman got lines of coke
Slitherman, Henny in my throat
Walk in that b*tch, like f*ck rehab
Walk in that b*tch, like f*ck rehab
Walk in that b*tch, like f*ck rehab
Walk in that b*tch, like f*ck rehab
Rest in peace Fredo Santana
Rest in peace Juice WRLD
Rest in peace Pimp C
Rest in peace whoever OD'd in this world
I wanna do more drugs
I wanna do more drugs
I wanna do more drugs
Slitherman got lines of cocaine
Slitherman got lines of cocaine
I will shoot the f*ck out your homie
This not the wire, I'm not Bodie
[Chorus]
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
b*tch wanna do cocaine

[Verse 2]
Thirty on me, I might act up
Grrrt, grrrt, b*tch, back up
Walk in that b*tch, I own my masters
Big chain on me, like a pastor
Walk out that b*tch and I look like a jeweler
I look like Rick The Ruler
Choke a b*tch out like they did baby boy

[Chorus]
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
b*tch wanna do more cocaine
[Interlude]
Yuh, yuh
I'ma throw a rave to this one
I'ma give out free coke
Whenever I perform this, I'm giving out free cocaine
Free coke, yuh
Free coke
If you're going through withdrawals right now
You sweatin', you can't eat, you throwin' up
You know what I'm sayin'? You rollin' around, you ain't got no appetite, until you get high
Do some more drugs

[Verse 3]
Do some more drugs, lil' n*gga
Go on 'head, get high, lil' n*gga
Go on 'head, do a line, lil' n*gga
Free coke when I'm live, lil' n*gga
Come to my show, get high, lil' n*gga
Come to my show, do a line, lil' n*gga
Come to my show, get drunk, lil' n*gga
Everybody getting in with drugs
Get high, lil' n*gga
Do a line, lil' n*gga
Don't come in here with that R.Kelly sh*t
Don't be tryna slip sh*t in b*tches' drinks
They already got somethin' in they drinks
I got somethin' in my drink
Yeah, n*gga, ain't nobody drink regular
Everybody' eyes—, everybody' eyes look—, dilut—
Whatever you call that sh*t
They gon' pour me up, Ima be drunk
I wanna get high
You wanna get high? Come do a line
Wanna come high? Come do a bean, yuh
Come drink
If you f*ck with your veins, we got syringes, yuh
b*tch, we got syringes
At the trap house, n*gga
Trap house look like a trailer park, n*gga
My white boy look like Cheddar Bob, n*gga
He got that Glock on the hip, n*gga
You know what I'm sayin'?
He tatted on his face, n*gga
And he off of that coke, he off of that coke
He off of that coke, he off of that coke
He off of that coke, he off of that coke
His mama wanted to go to rehab, I said, "Free Famous Dex"
My homie said, "You guys should quit doin' drugs"
I said, "Hell nah!"
Why the f*ck would you quit doin' drugs?
You gon' go to the doctors' office, go get some drugs
Come to my trap, b*tch, I got drugs
I ain't got the sh*t that the doctor gon' give ya
I got that sh*t you can stick in ya
I got that sh*t you can put in your nose
I got that sh*t you can put in your blunt
I got that sh*t you can put in your cup
You gon' go out like Famous Dex hangin' with me
[Chorus]
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
b*tch wanna do more drugs
b*tch wanna f*ck up her lungs
Poltergeist at the trap
Poltergeist at the trap
Slitherman activated