J.R. Rotem - Becky (Car Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro: Goddy Boi] We in the car turnt up! [Verse 1: Jet 2] b**h, we in the car turnt up n***as turned upside down And n**ie, I don't really give a f** Jet 2 spit dumb rounds Got yo' girl in the whip making cum sounds Tell a b**h get straight up on my nuts quick s** my chocolate things up like Nesquik Like Nesquik, you feel my steelo Got them hoes going crazy like Cee-Lo I got money, b**h, I got stacks ho I drop bombs like tic, tic, tac toe And n***a I don't even know but I stumble with words But I'm two seconds away from making her come on the verge [Talking: Goddy Boi] I don't even know how that n***a Jet 2 spit so sick Okay, so it's Goddy in the building We turnt up in the car Literally, we recording in the car [Verse 2: Goddy Boi] I mean, Goddy is belizean b**hes be cheesing When they see me they best, best best believe in Goddy got b**hes just all up on his dick The b**h is just tight like a condom and sh** I'm sick. n***a eyes throw up in the cypher Flow so sick, man it's Goddy, Goddy Piper n***a, I'm hard and I go real hard Gangsta a** n***a used to bang Rated R But now, n***a I'm all up on the b**h, just highness Gangsta a** n***a, dog it's L.A.'s Finest n***as wanna see me and ya boy just a rider Pop b**hes cherries like f**ing apple cider Man, I'm a rider and I'm all up in the car And I spit my bars and I lay down the law I put it in your drawers and I drop it in your jaws b**hes on my dick, cause Goddy just flawless Man, I flow have your b**h just bra-less Beat the p**y up like "man I'm clawless" Yes boy, and ya boy so crazy Goddy and Jet 2, Weezy F Baby Is just so sick and we on that sh** No ceiling on the car, no ceiling on this b**h Man I spit and ya boy just crazy Goddy F yes f** baby [Outro: Jet 2] Gimme dat becky!