Roddy Ricch - The Box

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, mm

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 (skrrt)

'Cause I know these niggas after where the bag at

Gotta move smarter, gotta move harder

Niggas tryna get me for my water

I lay his ass down on my son or 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

And I know probably get a key for the quarter

Shawty barely seen in double C's I bought her

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, mm

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?

Ha-ha-ha, I been movin' 'em out

If Steelo with me, then he got the blues in the pouch

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 wanna fly again

I take my chances in traffic

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 hunnid bands on Zimmerman shit

I been movin' real gangsta, so that's why she pick 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, mm

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?