the box (demo) - roddy ricch lyrics
[intro]
okay
[chorus]
pullin’ out the coupe at the lot
told ’em f*ck 12, f*ck swat
bustin’ all the bells out the box
i just hit a l!ck with the box
had to put the stick in the box, mmh
pour up the whole d*mn seal, i’ma get lazy
i got the mojo deals, we been trappin’ like the ’80s
she sucked a n*gga soul, gotta cash app
told ’em wipe a n*gga 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 (skrrt)
’cause i know these n*ggas after where the bag at (yeah)
gotta move smarter, gotta move harder
n*gga 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 n*ggas 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 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 key*less
compton, i’m about to get the key to the city
patek like the sea, forgive me
[chorus]
pullin’ out the coupe at the lot
told ’em f*ck 12, f*ck swat
bustin’ all the bells out the box
i just hit a l!ck with the box
had to put the stick in the box, mmh
pour up the whole d*mn seal, i’ma get lazy
i got the mojo deals, we been trappin’ like the ’80s
she sucked a n*gga soul, gotta cash app
told ’em wipe a n*gga 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, hah
[verse 2]
hahaha, i been movin’ ’em out
if steelo with me, then he got the blues in the pouch (yeah)
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 flyin’ in, i never wan’ fly again
i’ll take my chances in traffic (yeah)
she suckin’ 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 movin’ 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 nothin’ you can tell me, yeah
when i had the drugs, i was street wealthy, yeah
[chorus]
pullin’ out the coupe at the lot
told ’em f*ck 12, f*ck swat
bustin’ all the bells out the box
i just hit a l!ck with the box
had to put the stick in the box, mmh
pour up the whole d*mn seal, i’ma get lazy
i got the mojo deals, we been trappin’ like the ’80s
she sucked a n*gga soul, gotta cash app
told ’em wipe a n*gga 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 3]
pull out the opps, i shoot at the cops, woo
i got a knot, from the [top of my knots]
she said she wan’ date; took her to six flags, i took her to [knott’s]
huh, put her on a rollercoaster, n*gga ’bout to f*ck on top
[outro]
pull out the coupe at the lot
told ’em f*ck 12, f*ck swat
i just hit a l!ck in the box
had to put the stick in the box
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