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letra de trapped in a box - kid x

[intro]
i feel tr-
i feel tr-
i feel tr-
i feel tr-

[chorus]
i feel trapped in a box, they don’t box, in the trap
he get whacked, with the glock, gon’ get popped, with the mac
that boy cap, when he talk, see a opp, he a rat
get the pack, smokin’ pot, it’s a lot, i collapse
got a bag, got a hot, lil’ thot, with an ass
from rags to a lot, will not go back
got that gas, that i bought, you cannot smoke that
dumb ass got caught, act hot, get bagged

[verse 1 | kidx]
get back, i’m a goat, you get pierced by my h-rn
it’s the baddest of the hoes, you should fear like a th-rn
grow fast like a rose, you get near, put the sword
in yo back, leave a hoe, vision clear hard torn
scars i’m a dark horse, stuntin’ in my bars runnin’ up like parkour
it’s hard, think i’m boutta star, poppin’ hardcore
bass jumpin’ like a car, cut him up likе cardboard

put him in a box and we fold it yuh
big body aye hulk hogan yuh
smoke gas with thе sights joe rogan yuh
go fast like a bike, get stolen, yuh
i got cash flow you better know it, yuh
through the back door, yo sh-t i stole it yuh
i’m a, assh0l-, that’s bologna yuh
matter fact bro, back to home, you go
[chorus]
i feel trapped in a box, they don’t box, in the trap
he get whacked, with the glock, gon’ get popped, with the mac
that boy cap, when he talk, see a opp, he a rat
get the pack, smokin’ pot, it’s a lot, i collapse
got a bag, got a hot, lil’ thot, with an ass
from rags to a lot, will not go back
got that gas, that i bought, you cannot smoke that
dumb ass got caught, act hot, get bagged

[verse 2 | skyte]
act hot, yeah don’t do it boy that’s my suggestion
i move switch, so this anger can turn to aggression
one shot, now yo momma suffer from depression
i’mma treat this sh-t like terraria keep a heavy weapon

walk through, 2 steps, retro j’s on
only smoke big blunts b-tch i hate bongs
she addicted to my d-ck it’s what her face on
and she can slide and suck me up if it don’t talk long
look, aye brodie you ain’t hittin’ sh-t
they gon’ peep inside my crib to look at how i’m livin’ b-tch
you gon’ need protection how my bullets gettin’ intimate
holes go through your ligaments i do this sh-t with diligence
and she saw me, she was stripped of all her innocence
bro that b-tch on godly, no i’m not your average citizen and
you can’t stop me, slap a hoe if she ain’t listenin’
we caught a body, me and kidx really menacin’
[chorus]
i feel trapped in a box, they don’t box, in the trap
he get whacked, with the glock, gon’ get popped, with the mac
that boy cap, when he talk, see a opp, he a rat
get the pack, smokin’ pot, it’s a lot, i collapse
got a bag, got a hot, lil’ thot, with an ass
from rags to a lot, will not go back
got that gas, that i bought, you cannot smoke that
dumb ass got caught, act hot, get bagged

(i tried fixing the metadata but it won’t let me)

- kid x

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