[Intro] [vocal beatboxing: kick and snare sounds] Record to check it, let's begin What you want to do, you gotta make a friend Do you know it's Clubhouse? What you want to do on Clubhouse? [Verse 1] [vocal beatboxing continues] So I jumped in the room, this guy was rapping I said "What's going on?", he said "What's happening?" Talking to this girl named Yo She's like "This dude ain't got that flow" He got the 503, can't fuck with me He's an operational op, you see So I said "Why don't we make a track?" And then DJ came in, got my back He's like "Oh, what do you mean?" I've been fucking this shit up straight from Queens That's right, yo, that's the mix Straight up on the mic, yo, Nixon six [record scratch vocal sound] No, Nixon five That's why we kick it live Yo got the beat, she do it so sweet Like Jodeci [melodic vocal run] Come on, we gonna make that music We don't abuse it, we just use it Yo, I'm Jimmy Gumdrops, I drop it dumb hot Whether or not you forgot the sunblock Lyrically I'm similar to fifty drunk cops With fifty guns cocked, I patrol the one block You best not stop, you don't believe me Yo, it's coming from Jersey Yo, I got the mic, so it's that time For us to make that music, it goes [Outro] [vocal bassline humming] Boom, boom-boom-ba-boom-boom, boom
