Check In da Box (feat. Mally Stakz & Mod da God)
Mo Dollaz
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I put a check in the box, they tried to box me in My dawg on the run from the cops, his granny turned him in Life filled with gritty little obstacles, what you gon' do with them My momma told me do what you gotta do, I told her that right amen I put a check in the box, they tried to box me in My dawg on the run from the cops, his granny turned him in Life filled with gritty little obstacles, what you gon' do with them My momma told me do what you gotta do, I told her that right amen Disrespect the tech comin' at your neck, like a violin Ain't no fairytale around her, shit it get violent Young nigga still jiggin' and finessin', yeah, he wildin Young nigga hard-headed, he don't lesson, but nevermind You live and you learn, you hustle, you earn, the bridges you burn be cautious I had a chat with the boss, and they wanna know what the noise is I got it confirmed, I'm never concerned, just know that they makin' them offers I know that that shit make you nauseous, just know that I got all the sauces You talkin' them figures, them show me them figures Shit I'm tryna get my milly on, I'm on the block with Dilly Don And I'm feena pop a wheelie uh, She gave me that pussy for free, my nigga I ain't have to pay for it , everywhere I go they love the jit I put a check in the box, they tried to box me in My dawg on the run from the cops, his granny turned him in Life filled with gritty little obstacles, what you gon' do with them My momma told me do what you gotta do, I told her that right amen I put a check in the box, they tried to box me in My dawg on the run from the cops, his granny turned him in Life filled with gritty little obstacles, what you gon' do with them My momma told me do what you gotta do, I told her that right amen Mama said do what you gotta do, right before my niggas body you We gon' call your mama, let her say bye to you, they did not see me this valuable If you a youngin' and you from the town and you gettin' money, I'm proud of you You puttin' on, I'm proud of you, f*ck all them people that's doubtin' you Niggas don't like how I talk, ayy, tell them come box me up She like my drip when I walk in, she wanna top me up Heard they was plottin', stay with the shotta, stay with the chopper, bruh Roll with the Rastas, turn into pasta, niggas ain't boxin', bruh I took my girl with me to the range, let her work on her aim Ridin' with it when we go out of town, niggas ain't takin' a thing I'm good on the Planes, I go to Jamaica, I'm good in the lanes They know how we comin', they know how we rockin', they know how we bang I'm from the X, don't come here movin' hot, you can get cooled down Check the stats, niggas is trash, I came with the new a sound Ayy, straight out the dirt, made it through the sewer and came out the dungeon My niggas is vegan, pull up with bananas and we sellin' onions I put a check in the box, they tried to box me in My dawg on the run from the cops, his granny turned him in Life filled with gritty little obstacles, what you gon' do with them My momma told me do what you gotta do, I told her that right amen I put a check in the box, they tried to box me in My dawg on the run from the cops, his granny turned him in Life filled with gritty little obstacles, what you gon' do with them My momma told me do what you gotta do, I told her that right amen I'm on the run from the devil, mama Kill a rapper then bury the shovel, mama I know some niggas that's waitin', plottin They don't want me to ice out the bezel, mama I'm up, so I'm raisin' the level, mama Swear I love you, mama You gon' hate how I'm gettin' this money, mama But I love you, mama I got an O I can trap, yeah, then I put a check in the box Niggas was sick, I was gettin' that chicken, yeah I guess they got chicken and pox I got my hood on my back, got it on lock Just like a locksmith, I tell it just like it is It sound like a movie, they wanna watch this Yeah, yeah, do what you gotta do Move what you gotta move Prove what you gotta prove Lose what you gotta lose I know if you wanna win, then you gotta lose Yeah, yeah, I know if you wanna win, then you gotta lose Yeah, yeah, yeah Fresh pair of Air Forces, right out the box Box cost me 30, but I'm still the one That's from my head to my socks I had to get in the trap and go get me some money I turn my dorm into the block These niggas know how I rock I'm gettin' love from my opps I put a check in the box, now I'm somethin' they not I put a check in the box, they tried to box me in My dawg on the run from the cops, his granny turned him in Life filled with gritty little obstacles, what you gon' do with them My momma told me do what you gotta do, I told her that right amen I put a check in the box, they tried to box me in My dawg on the run from the cops, his granny turned him in Life filled with gritty little obstacles, what you gon' do with them My momma told me do what you gotta do, I told her that right amen
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