Roddy Ricch

The Box

Текст песни Roddy Ricch - The Box

Pullin' out the coupe at the lotTold 'em fuck 12, fuck SWATBustin' all the bales out the boxI just hit a lick with the boxHad to put the stick in a box, mmhPour up the whole damn seal, I’ma get lazyI got the mojo deals, we been trappin' like the '80sShe sucked a nigga soul, got the Cash AppTold 'em wipe a nigga nose, say slatt, slattI won’t never sell my soul, and I can back thatAnd I really wanna know where you at, atI was out back where the stash atCruise the city in a bulletproof Cadillac (Skrrt)'Cause I know these niggas after where the bag at (Yeah)Gotta move smarter, gotta move harderNigga try to get me for my waterI’ll lay his ass down, on my son, on my daughterI had the Draco with me, Dwayne CarterLotta niggas out here playin' ain’t ballin'I done put my whole arm in the rim, Vince Carter (Yeah)And I know probably get a key for the quarterShawty barely seen in double C’s, I bought 'emGot a bitch that’s looking like Aaliyah, she a modelI got the pink slip, all my whips is key-lessCompton, I’m about to get the key to the cityPatek like the sea, forget itPullin' out the coupe at the lotTold 'em fuck 12, fuck SWATBustin' all the bales out the boxI just hit a lick with the boxHad to put the stick in a box, mmhPour up the whole damn seal, I’ma get lazyI got the mojo deals, we been trappin' like the '80sShe sucked a nigga soul, got the Cash AppTold 'em wipe a nigga nose, say slatt, slattI won’t never sell my soul, and I can back thatAnd I really wanna know where you at, at, hahHahaha, I been movin' 'em outIt’s still up with me then, he got the blues in the pouch (Yeah)Took her to the forest, put the wood in her mouthBitch don’t wear no shoes in my houseThe private I’m flyin' in, I never wan' fly againI’ll take my chances in traffic (Yeah)She suckin' on dick, no hands with itI just made the Rollie plain like a landing stripI’m a 2020 president candidateI done put a hundred bands on Zimmerman, shitI been movin' real gangster, so that’s why she picked a CripShawty call me Crisco 'cause I pop my shitGot it out the mud, there’s nothin' you can tell me, yeahWhen I had the drugs, I was street wealthy, yeahPullin' out the coupe at the lotTold 'em fuck 12, fuck SWATBustin' all the bales out the boxI just hit a lick with the boxHad to put the stick in a box, mmhPour up the whole damn seal, I’ma get lazyI got the mojo deals, we been trappin' like the '80sShe sucked a nigga soul, got the Cash AppTold 'em wipe a nigga nose, say slatt, slattI won’t never sell my soul, and I can back thatAnd I really wanna know where you at, at