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Pullin' out the coupe at the lot Told 'em, "Fuck 12, fuck SWAT" Bussin' all the bales out The box I just hit a lick with the Box Had to put the stick in a box, Mm Pour up the whole damn seal, I'ma get Lazy I got the mojo deals, we been trappin' Like the '80s She sucked a nigga soul, Got the Cash App Told 'em, "Wipe a nigga Nose," say slatt, I won't never sell my soul, And I can back that And I really wanna Know where you at, at I was out back Where the stash at Cruise the city in a Bulletproof Cadillac 'Cause I know these niggas After where the bag at Gotta move smarter, Gotta move harder Nigga try to get me for My water I'll lay his ass down on my Son or my daughter I had the Draco with Me, Dwayne Carter Lot of niggas out here playin', Ain't ballin' I done put my whole arm in The rim, Vince Carter And I know papi get A key for the quarter Shawty barely seen in Double C's, I bought 'em Got a bitch that's Lookin' like Aaliyah, she a model I got the Pink slip of my whip, the ski lift Compton, I'm about to get the key to the city Patek like the sea, forget it out the coupe At the lot Told 'em, "Fuck 12, fuck SWAT" Bussin' all the bales out the box I just Hit a lick with the box Had to put The stick in a box, mm Pour up the Whole damn seal, I'ma get lazy I got the Mojo deals, we been trappin' like the '80s She Sucked a nigga soul, got the Cash App Told 'em, "Wipe a nigga nose," say slatt, I won't never sell my soul, and I can Back that And I really wanna know where you At, at Ha-ha-ha, I been movin' 'em out If Steelo with me, then he got the blues in The pouch Took her to the forest, put the Wood in her mouth Bitch don't wear no shoes In my house The private I'm flyin' in, I Never wanna fly again I take my chances in Traffic She suckin' on dick, no hands with it I just made the Rollie plain like a landin' Strip I'm a 2020 president candidate I done put A hundred bands on Zimmerman, shit I been movin' Real gangster, so that's why she pick a Crip Shawty call me Crisco 'cause I pop my shit Got it out the mud, there's nothin' you can Tell me Yeah, we done had the drugs, South Street wealthy, Yeah Pullin' out the coupe at the lot Told 'em, "Fuck 12, fuck SWAT" Bussin' all the bales Out the box I just hit a lick with The box Had to put the stick in a Box, mm Pour up the whole damn seal, I'ma get lazy I got the mojo deals, We been trappin' like the '80s She sucked a Nigga soul, got the Cash App Told 'em, "Wipe a nigga nose," say slatt, I won't never sell my soul, and I can Back that And I really wanna know where you At, at
Roddy Ricch — The Box
«The Box» — Roddy Ricch. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:17. Жанр — Поп.
