The Box Remix

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Pullin' out the coupe at the lot

Told 'em "Fuck 12, fuck SWAT"

Bustin' 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 '80's

 

YvngFlakka in the hoooooouse, imma spit heat

Dropped two albums in a roooooow, just this week

I got robbed they took my cloooooothes, but I aint cheap

Imma just go to stoooooore, and get times three

 

I was out back, with a backpack, This corona virus got me wearin face masks

Cause I know this nigga coughin, nigga stand back

Gotta move smarter, gotta move harder

Niggas tryna ask me for some tissue, nigga touch me with his hands now we

finna have an issue

I got the Draco wit me Dwayne Carter, If that nigga touch me he gon get

slaughtered.

I done put my whole in the rim Vice Carter, catch a nigga slippin dropped his

keys imma rob him

Stole his money now im over seas aint a problem, Got a bitch thats comin wit

me and shes a model

She tried to gold dig, cause the yacht is golden, but i told her im not gonna

fall for her games, and threw her off, ya dig

 

Pullin' out the coupe at the lot

Told 'em "Fuck 12, fuck SWAT"

Bustin' 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 '80's

She sucked a nigga soul, gotta Cash App

Told 'em wipe a nigga nose, say slatt, 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 landing-strip

I'm a 2020 president candidate

I done put a hunnid bands on Zimmerman shit

I been movin' real gangsta, 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

When I had the drugs, I was street-wealthy, yeah

Pullin' out the coupe at the lot

Told 'em "Fuck 12, fuck SWAT"

Bustin' 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 '80's

She sucked a nigga soul, gotta Cash App

Told 'em wipe a nigga nose, say slatt, slatt

I won't never sell my soul, and I can back that

And I really wanna know, where you at, at?