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want to hear that shoe box shit, cause once it get long the shoe box don't fit 
Ion want to hear that shoe box shit, cause once it get long the shoe box
yo)
Hold it down, this fa mine
Got the juice
(Eh, yo)
Everybody recognize
I got the juice
I play wit her
Thass a toy box
Thass my last girl
Thass
Where your bank stop, I deposit all the one drops (ha)
Think not, excuse me but uh I like to flow
'Cause this joint knocks harder then Indica and
I be
Where your bank stop, I deposit all the one drops (ha)
Think not, excuse me, but uh, I like to flow
'Cause this joint knocks harder then Indica and
I
BPM's like choppers 'til
My grief became melodic
Turned a negative to positive
With these musical deposit's
So y'all can gather my accounts
And make
mind mentally as I kick my song
 
He used to talk about the box in the closet
Where his pops kept a glock and all the safety deposits
Now he
niggaz eat meals, real niggaz kept ones
So much drugs in a box, gloves, couple glocks
Thugs that stay on blocks, wolves that lay on cops
Dressin' like
or shower,
Until I get my money back,
I gotta get my money up, I'm 24 hours
I'm up 24 hours
Its Gucci

I'm going to the bank again makin' anotha' deposit,
It's
box
Come and spend that money at the ice cream shop
Ice cream shop ice cream shop
You can catch me getting dirty at the ice cream shop

Gotta sponsor I
hanging from the rooftop
Nothing on your lady but the tube socks
Leave the pussy leaking from the boom box n that juice box become loose box
Give her back,
me
Yeah we got them glocks out, he be wanna ta box now put the strap down and beat em
Mitch like my backbone we be gettin' them packs gone yeah we
done here
I'm popping perc's cause
I love how dope feel
In that srt Finna take off both wheels
Put him in the box show him
How that dirt feels

Bitch we
Icebox, open up my jewelry box I see nun but them bands
Put some money on ya head we pop at ya clan, we pop at his mans
30 bands on the AP, now these lil'
fashion 
Gold rays reppin ol' fashion 
But I'm afraid those days have gone away 

Suit and tie in the closet, no more bank deposits 
Hit the floor like
to sell quicker than Girl Scout cookies, ooh
Used to be thin mints, now it's all about somoas
Hook me up with another box, sweet tooth jackpot
Tryna make
withdrawls
Only making deposits 
Shawty came out 
She goin fuck if she bout it 
Nigga pull it out better buss if you bout it
I been on the grind
Imma shine
that you say on the net, we composite
To maps that go straight from
Your head to your pocket
Complain if you want
You're still making deposit's of data
yha pussy in his face and let him eat it datz for dinner nigga/ 

Chorus: 
Deposit this ..I like tha way the thing go klklklklklklklkl and sh*t / cant
the guap more guap to go
Stop at the crib artwork like a gallery
Paint a picture while Im stroking the box
Checking forex while I head off to work
Im still
until I get rich
I ain't going shopping
So the sneaker box is where
I drop off my deposit
I wanna crib wit a
Gun range in the closet
But tell the truth
great to be paid again
You can't spend shit cause yo deposit late again
Already here but I guess that she came again
Ex box (xbox) be good to me we
got Poppin
Luh Shotta the Topic 
Hit da bank got options 
Hunnit Thou Deposit
Book bag Fu*k a wallet
Wrist iced out retarted 
Gas smell like it farted
Of the fucking realist
Put your body in a bag
fuck a witness
Put your mom on a list
Throw your tongue in a box
Drop it off and tell her marry fucking christmas
green like the goblin
More money my bank with deposit 
Hop out the Range you still drive an Impala 
I heard the the repo done called ya
That bitch want

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