The Box Lyrics

Pullin' out the coupe out the 'lot Told 'em "Fuck 12, fuck SWAT" Bustin' out the bells 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 sell that nigga soul, gotta cashout 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? I was setback, where the stash at? Cruise the city in a bulletproof Cadillac (Skrrt) 'Cause I know these niggas after where the bag at Gotta move smarter, gotta move harder Niggas tryna get me for my water I live lay his ass down on my son or my daughter I had the Draco with me, Dwayne Carter 'Lotta niggas out here playin', I ball 'em I done out my whole arm in the rim, Vince Carter And know I probably get a key for the quarter Shawty been in the scene, double C's, I bought 'em Got a bitch that's looking like Aaliyah, she a model I got the Pink Slip, all my whips is key-less Call them I'm 'bout to get the key to the city Patek like the sea Pullin' out the coupe out the 'lot Told 'em "Fuck 12, fuck SWAT" Bustin' out the bells 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 sell that nigga soul, gotta cashout 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' them out' It's dealin' with me, then he got the blues in the pouch Took her to the forrest, put 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 plane 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 cryp 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 Pullin' out the coupe out the 'lot Told 'em "Fuck 12, fuck SWAT" Bustin' out the bells 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 sell that nigga soul, gotta cashout 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?