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letra de the box - gd8

[chorus]
pulling out the coupe at the lot
told ’em f-ck 12, f-ck swat
busting all the bells out the box
i just hit a l!ck with the box
had to put the stick in the box
pour up the whole d-mn seal, i’ma get lazy
i got the mojo deals, we been trapping like the ’80s
she sucked a b-tch soul, gotta cash app
told ’em wipe a b-tch 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

[verse 1]
i was out back where the stash at
cruise the city in a bulletproof cadillac
’cause i know these b-tches after wherе the bag at
gotta move smarter, gotta movе harder
b-tch try to get me for my water
i’ll lay his ass down, on my son, on my daughter
i had the draco with me, dwayne carter
lotta b-tches out here playing, ain’t balling
i done put my whole arm in the rim, vince carter
and i know probably get a key for the quarter
shawty barely seen in double c’s, i bought ’em
got a b-tch that’s looking like aaliyah, she a model
i got the pink slip, all my whips is keyless
compton, i’m about to get the key to the city
patek like the sea, forgive me
[chorus]
pulling out the coupe at the lot
told ’em f-ck 12, f-ck swat
busting all the bells out the box
i just hit a l!ck with the box
had to put the stick in the box
pour up the whole d-mn seal, i’ma get lazy
i got the mojo deals, we been trapping like the ’80s
she sucked a b-tch soul, gotta cash app
told ’em wipe a b-tch 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

[verse 2]
i been moving ’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
b-tch, don’t wear no shoes in my house
the private i’m flying in, i never wan’ fly again
i’ll take my chances in traffic
she sucking on d-ck, no hands with it
i just made the rollie plain like a landing strip
i’m a 2020 president candidate
i done put a hundred bands on zimmerman, sh-t
i been moving real gangster, so that’s why she picked a crip
shawty call me crisco ’cause i pop my sh-t
got it out the mud, there’s nothing you can tell me
when i had the drugs, i was street wealthy
[chorus]
pulling out the coupe at the lot
told ’em f-ck 12, f-ck swat
busting all the bells out the box
i just hit a l!ck with the box
had to put the stick in the box
pour up the whole d-mn seal, i’ma get lazy
i got the mojo deals, we been trapping like the ’80s
she sucked a b-tch soul, gotta cash app
told ’em wipe a b-tch 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

- gd8

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