The Box
Roddy Ricch
2020
jaar
Top 40
Artiest
Titel
The Box
Lengte
3:16
Componist(en)
Rodrick Moore · Samuel Gloade
Producer(s)
30 Roc [= Samuel Gloade]
Platenlabel
Atlantic
Hoogste positie UK
2
Hoogste positie US
1
Album
Please Excuse Me for Being Antisocial
Songtekst
Pullin' out the coupe at the lot
Told 'em fuck 12, fuck SWAT
Bustin' all the bales out the box
I just hit a lick with the box
Had to put the stick in a box
Pour up the whole damn seal
I'ma get lazy
I got the mojo deals
We been trappin' like the 80's
She sucked a nigga soul
Got the Cash App
Told 'em wipe a nigga 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
I was out back
Where the stash at
Cruise the city
In a bulletproof Cadillac
Cause I know these niggas
After where the bag at (Yeah)
Gotta move smarter
Gotta move harder
Nigga 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 niggas 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 bitch 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
Forget it
Pullin' out the coupe at the lot
Told 'em fuck 12, fuck SWAT
Bustin' all the bales out the box
I just hit a lick with the box
Had to put the stick in a box
Pour up the whole damn seal
I'ma get lazy
I got the mojo deals
We been trappin' like the 80's
She sucked a nigga soul
Got the Cash App
Told 'em wipe a nigga 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, huh
Hahaha
I been movin' 'em out
It's still up with me then
He got the blues in the pouch (Yeah)
Took her to the forest
Put the wood in her mouth
Bitch 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 dick
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, shit
I been movin' real gangster
So that's why she picked a Crip
Shawty call me Crisco
Cause I pop my shit
Got it out the mud
There's nothin' you can tell me, yeah
When I had the drugs
I was street wealthy, yeah
Pullin' out the coupe at the lot
Told 'em fuck 12, fuck SWAT
Bustin' all the bales out the box
I just hit a lick with the box
Had to put the stick in a box
Pour up the whole damn seal
I'ma get lazy
I got the mojo deals
We been trappin' like the 80's
She sucked a nigga soul
Got the Cash App
Told 'em wipe a nigga 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, huh