Call me Beetlejuice I'm the Beetle King
Man none of yall can even f*ck with me
Dont f*ck with rats but im bout the cheese
And my belt still rockin two Gs
Run the streetz boy we primeval
All the drugs and money can't buy people
We still ride or die under my steeple
In the school of life never had a teacher
Boy Im too cool call me AP
Makin big moves in the front seat
Raise the black flag call me Edward Teach
With some real pirates trappin out the seas
With the dream team we the 7 Gs
If I see the booty Ima make a move
Got a thicc bitch and a lot of loot
Say my name again im poppin up
Let the subs bump I dont give a f*ck
If Im pulling up then my trunk thump
I dont talk shit let rounds dump
New glock and some polo socks
Steppin on it like the sidewalk
Miss me with that sligh talk
Or you ending up in that white chalk
Really with the shits
Boy we got the zips
And we on the move
Call me Beetlejuice
Put my city on that's on me
Had to step up in the big league
Got the real drip you just got the leak
Never been one with my tongue in cheek
Nah I keep mine between these bitches teeth
Always keep the heat underneath the seat
Tryna pull my car you can catch these
See my grill shine i'm the Beetle King