Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots
I’ll be back on the same night
Box car children trying to hide
I hated, some ritalin, some white socks
Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,
Ten years in an aluminum box
Where would i be without my dogs
Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box
We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots
I like bitches in air maxes without socks
Ridiculed cause i think outside the box
Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
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