Who got the beat this time? Who got the beat beat down? Tell it, tell it, who got the beat this time? Keep it hundred, what you gonna show me fam? What you gonna show me bro? That ain't me dad, you wanna word with me? You wanna tell me some? And tell your bitch to get off my shit! Smokin' on the home road, you know that I keep it on point And it came out tonight with a flex and a float And you know it might wanna get fucked up, wanna get half-fucked And it make them friends get rowdy Hey yeah, I make you see, make it real, make you feel Hey yeah, I make it loud, make you proud, make you count We go, go to that shit, we go, you better watch yourself We go, go to that shit, we go, you better watch I'ma let you have your say, but I ain't let you have your way I'ma see, I'ma, I'ma, I'ma let you have your say Bar, like it's a, like it's a force In the club on the street where we owns it And a two shots and a wild pain And a two shots and a, tell your dudes That we get rude, smokin' sour tea So, you know that that shit be so bad So give me rhythm and I'll sample all my hood Kissin' your teeth when I'm flexin' bros Walkin' down walls with a jackin' phone And I told them, I said, hey yeah I make you see, make it real, make you feel Hey yeah, I make it loud, make you proud, make you count Hey yeah, I make you see, make it real, make you feel Hey yeah, I make it loud, make you proud, make you count I said, make it count I said, make it count I said, make it count Get right to it, hey yeah I make you see, make it real, make you feel Hey yeah, I make it loud, make you proud, make you count Hey yeah, I make you see, make it real, make you feel Hey yeah, I make it loud, make you proud, make you count I just make it count I get right to it I get right to it I get right to it I get right to it