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the box freestyle - mo3 lyrics

got a rolex, just bought another watch
lookin’ for the opps, yellin’ f*ck em all till they drop
i just put 30 on the glock, finna do a n*gga dirty up top
mmhmm
[?] get a n*gga k!lled, f*ck a .380
jumpin’ in water, lookin’ like a navy seal
the outside raised me. (that’s on gang!)
i done took a n*gga’s soul with a black mac
battery acid inside a backpack
say cheese for the mac, this ain’t no snapchat
knock off his snapback
lack, lack
get up and get em lurkin’. we crashed that. stashed that
[?] 30 and a beretta under my knapsack
matter of fact, make a n*gga go and get his daddy
after that, hit em body for body
load up them choppers
ain’t no tellin’ who they talkin’ to
i make em shut the f*ck up when i be walkin’ through
i don’t dance but i’mma show em what this mop’ll do;
knock off a block or two
got your main b*tch in the dm
she wanna eat the d*ck and kick it like soccer shoes
i’m a fool
posted at the store tryin to get a dollar from me
sh*t, i need a dollar too
gonna ride ride with that pole
better get back back
spent 200 on my neck, i ain’t cappin’ either
b*tch, my money too big for a cashapp
but i ask that boy, you sean [?] with the camera phone
i’m sean [?] with the real estate
make a n*gga trapped there, got 38 bowls in the trash bag
take a n*gga pack from em, let him know he won’t get his sack back
(yeah!)
made a lot of money, that’s the truth oh yeah
counted 500 in the room, i swear
1.5 for the deal last year
worth a million dollars, went and bought a couple whips
75,000 for the chain, i’m for real. ain’t got it on now but the b*tch is chandelier
told johnny dang that’s a whole lotta drip!
pu*put it on bubba, i’mma keep it in the field
yeah*i*i*i
he ain’t a stepper and his partner ain’t steppin’ either
i go dress up like tyler perry with a wig on and rob something
i’m madea with a desert eage, for real
i fell off and got it back
i ain’t lyin’ when i say this
“boy, you gotta stop helpin’ people. cause when you on and headed to the top, they won’t let you leave em
when you’re broke, they don’t ever need ya
i [?] a stick up then i to and get my d*ck sucked
then play it off like, “aye what he get his for?”
a brick or two
my side b*tch drippin’, i just bought the hoe some red bottoms
(i did)
and she like, “i’m still sick of you!”
n*gga’s imitating other rappers, i don’t knock em
i’m just sayin’ this, i been thuggin’ in them d*ckie suits
and that hoe that you love?
i had her skipping in high school, getting d*ck in the living room. (yeah)
i put that iron on a broad, [?] not actin’ fair
gun smoke a n*gga, like a black and mild
my hitter slid on a n*gga like a crocodile
n*gga wanna fight, i tell em post up. then i make this 40 [?]
n*ggas get slumped, ask around. i’m 10 toes with this beef, i ain’t backing down
when [?] stopped dancin’, i turned the city up on some gang sh*t
i’m the reason it’s back to stay here
i’m the reason these young n*ggas gettin’ it off ganster rap
i’m the reason they actin wild
i’m the reason these n*ggas pullin’ out, n*gga’s slangin’ iron
n*gga big .223’s and cut a n*gga
cut a n*gga ass down. n*gga, yeah n*gga i’m the reason, n*gga
what you talkin bout, n*gga? that’s why they don’t invite me nowhere, they know i’mma stepper. n*gga’s scared. make a n*gga heart start beating, n*ggq

- mo3 lyrics

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