the box (freestyle)

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hahaha

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chief

dada

dolo

yeah

ayy

bitch

i count the money

hella blues in the spot

shorty still a shorty

but he move with the glock

i just wanna show him how to move when it's hot

bitch

i took a risk and it was glued to the pot

whole lot of hearts and some.2's in this box

trappin' on the daily

ain't no shoes in the box

we gonna send some shots and watch him ooze from the top

catch him down bad and he loosing them locks

riding with some demons

all of 'em seeing red

tryna use his legs

that nigga lieutenant dan

better use your hands

my nigga been off the meth

or we can use our hands

my fuckers will beat his ass

i was fifteen when i lost my dawg

should've known that you would cross me

you look like hot sauce

in the field fightin' demons from that shit i saw

she suckin' dick up off the molly

probably get lockjaw

and all them niggas say they with it until that shit pop off

all my shorties handle business

get that boy knocked off

and a nigga might die today with that talk

and we left him on the ground to wait for that chalk

we got plenty bullets

bitch

i move with a box

niggas get to tweakin'

we put dude in the box

r.i.p. my brother

why they go put you in the box?

they put in the hole

but he ain't knew 'til the box

so you know my shorty good

you know he straight

i fucked two bitches back to back

yeah

that's a relay

i've been kickin' off the percocet for three days

she put a hickey on my dick

i told her

switch that