Put In A Box (Sped Up)
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(Order a pizza, Caleb) (Grah, grah, grah) (If you, throw five, then I throw ten) (If you, throw five, then I throw ten) (If you, throw five, then I throw ten) We're stuck where we are (If you, throw five, then I throw ten) (Grah, grah, boom) Like a lemon, I stay with a lime Walk in the spot with my bitch, she a dime And my diamonds, this shit be on shine Spinning the block, and a nigga just died Told that nigga to f*ck out my face then I flooded the wraith, now it shine like a dime I could rap, y'all niggas just rhyme Like a glock, yeah I stay with the nine Yeah I stay with the nine millimeter Catch him running like he Derek Jeter He want respect, but that boy ain't Aretha I'mma air this bitch out, where my heater? Stay with the stripes like my name is Adidas, not an immigrant but I stay with a visa Streaming my songs, yeah a nigga on Deezer I ain't Justin but she a Belieber A Boogie, that bitch is a skeezer No OnlyFans, but that bitch want a teaser Like 41, yeah I love to see red Glock .41 send a nigga to bed If he keep talking that shit on the net, then I'm spinning in his block and I'll leave him for dead Knock the beef out his bun like it's sesame Last night, yeah his bitch was caressin' me I done took that lil' bitch to the crib and before I done knew it, man she was undressing me (she was undressing me) (Grrt, bow, bow) Now the bitch keep on texting me (Like bah) Uh Call Cammy, nigga gon' hit Call Kenzo, nigga gon' hit You throw, I throw, I blow out the brains out a nigga mosquito we bit Said he bopping, he punchin' his hips, if he talking that shit, he get with a silenced Niggas know I'm promoting the violence, none of these niggas ain't never on timing I be flossin', I stay with a dentist Call up Frankie, yeah he my apprentice I pull up on the scene, got a scope with a beam, it ain't nothing I do, I can't mention And no Scottie, a nigga been pimpin' And that bitch looking like Mrs. Pippen And the way that that bitch be on dick, and be feening for licks, yeah that bitch is addicted Stay with a K, in that big EBK, yeah I'm big EBK, you get put in a box Eat the cake? I'm eating her box, he tried to run and got lined by a thot (What the f*ck nigga? What the f*ck nigga? What the f*ck nigga?) Got a hundred niggas in artillery I be Clinton (clickin') these bitches like Hillary Stay with a glock .35 like I'm Hilary, duffel the bag now I don't show no sympathy And these niggas think that they my enemies But these niggas cannot get ahead of me Say you my brother, but you do not ride, get the f*ck out my life little nigga, you dead to me And I stay with some money like treasury And I beat on my chest like I'm treasury And your bitch, she be singing my songs and it's not 'cause my voice, it's just 'cause of the melody (It's just 'cause of the melody nigga) (It's just 'cause of the melody) (Grah, grah) (Niggas know I'm promoting that violence, none of these niggas ain't never on timing)
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