Shoebox (feat. Mozzy) E

Money don't geek no more. Shoe box, stuff it up with bandaid, the rackades. Trap stay open, it don't close like a café. Two bricks of white, they like Mary Kate and Ashley. Nothing but that pressure if you look up In my ashtray. Shoe box, stuff it up with Bandaid, the rackades. Trap stay open, it don't close like a café. Two bricks of white, they like Mary Kate and Ashley. Nothing but that pressure if you look up In my ashtray. Ayy, so I'm sliding to the Pad. To the crib. Call my son, yeah, he Wanna see his dad. His dad. Ayy, then I'm sliding to a bag. Woah. 'Cause you know I'm all about that cash, About that gwalla. Bad model bitch, Give me tuna. Woah. Gangsta like Lenox. Yeah. Hefe call that shinai. Used to move the Blunnox, took me to the Tizzy. Ice cream man but my neighbor ain't no Wizard. That's wop. Geezy, he cold, That nigga icy. The one from LA, Not the A, I think they like me. Ayy. Geezy, cold, that nigga icy. The one from LA, not the A, I think They like me. Shoe box, stuff it up with Bandaid, the rackades. Trap stay open, it don't close like a café. Two bricks of white, they like Mary Kate and Ashley. Nothing but that pressure if you look up In my ashtray. Shoe box, stuff it up with Bandaid, the rackades. Trap stay open, it don't close like a café. Two bricks of white, they like Mary Kate and Ashley. Nothing but that pressure if you look up In my ashtray. Yeah, high rise piggy, These niggas selling dope. Selling dope. Million dollar operation off the celly phone. The celly phone. Let's get rich off your pussy Is what I tell these hoes. what I tell These. Looking for a captain saver, I can't help You hoe. You ain't tryna get stripped for your Little chip then what you tell me for? You ain't tryna get rich, you selling zips and Should be selling bows. Ask me for a sticky, Out here funking, I can't tell him no. Fucked on occasions then replaced, she can't let it Go. Hella stones, neck wear resemble Eskimos. Gas house, booby trap smell like Texaco. Passports, something about them hoes from Mexico. I'm the one they checking with, I am not The one they checking on. Shoe box, stuff it Up with bandaid, the rackades. Trap stay open, it don't close like a café. Two bricks of white, they like Mary Kate and Ashley. Nothing but that pressure if you look up In my ashtray. Shoe box, stuff it up with Bandaid, the rackades. Trap stay open, it don't close like a café. Two bricks of white, they like Mary Kate and Ashley. Nothing but that pressure if you look up In my ashtray.