Lyrics:
Hotbox backstage cos I'm the headliner
You want the diamonds take on pressure
Dark shades in the middle of December
What's your name? Yeah I
at the end of the day
Oh
Osama was the mulla
And the emir
Hotbox the band
Never dull and never bland
Hotbox the group
We'll put show on for you
Hotbox
называй фотосинтез.
Стаффа так много, hotbox on da block.
Если ты вякнешь — то спустим курок.
Choppa не флексит, рычит будто зверь.
Мои псы на
Came For Saiko and Now it's gon be Charlie's way, Huh!
Don't stop, get it get it circle small and Charlie in it
Hotbox and you Harley in it, Black joker
the keys for the Beemer forgive me är en sinner
Hotbox i Rolls-Royce och jag ser bara dimma
Hade hon fuckat med mig om jag inte var winner
Drip too hard
Riding strikers
Hotbox shit, it's that hotbox shit (Pluto)
I'm gonna cut 'em (you got somethin' to bring)
Riding strikers good, yeah
Riding
Abdi auf Inzo, Celo hat Hasch hat
Olex macht Hotbox im GT
Schubi macht E-Scooter-Drifts auf Double-Cup
Krime will schon den nächsten
FFM, Franca
In the hotbox
I'm on my feet, but I can't feel the ground
I'm swimming in the distorted sound
What? I can't hear you babe
This ain't my buzz, I
different
Thinking bout you for a minute
Need a hour in the whip with me and you now
Cause we gone hotbox in my whip
We gone roll up a few blunts and get
a bondage
Yeaaaa
In the trunk is where you'll find him
Don't give a fuck them niggas cra they from the islands
We spark on up hotbox cruising while we drivin
Yeah
Hotbox in it its a rental for real
Next time we gon’ keep it for real
She said she wanna slide wanna slide what’s the deal
Keep eight hunnid
Bitches kreischen wie Bieber
Ob Indica oder Sativa
Ich bin best friends mit meinem Dealer
24/7 Medizinmann
Erst Headshot, dann Hotbox
Bis du nichts mehr
Harness my energy, I
Reveal the inner me, in hopes you feel my energy
Home alone again, but I still keep the door locked
Hotbox my room really
group
When I blow up I just wanna hotbox Audi coupes
Cuz I been talking to myself, I’m stuck in solitude
It’s strictly business on my line, I ain’t
you
Starlits are lit yeah
Starlits are lit yeah
Cigar butts darkest nights in the starlet aye
Open doors Closed doors
Hotbox in the starlet aye
Got me
Young niggas coming straight up
From them crumbs
I get them racks and share it with my mom
Hotbox the whip we keeping all the fog
She on her shit she
roll up cones
And hotbox my home
I gotta' move gotta' go
I hotbox the road
I hotbox the show
You get got that's old
We make waves that's bold
And for fun
said he want smoke
But this ain't no hotbox
Phantom
If I don't know you
You the opp
You not trying to shop
Then don't come to my block
I can't play
Two times, two times, yeah
Oh you a hater hater
I can never save her
Cause she a thottie thot
She got the hotbox
I'm rolling strong pressure
It's
a Xbox
Smoking on this dope you can catch me in the hotbox
Said they want the cash but these niggas just be talking
Came for the mouth I ain't come for
Hotbox
All I wanna do is hot box my whip
With a couple of my niggas so we can't see shit
All I wanna do is smoke out this bitch
With a couple of my
Johnny Juliano
Imma pull up in the droptop
Smoke in the air from my hotbox
Louis Vuitton, I'm a hotshot
I got my Woods, I'm a pothead
Don't test me,
queek he gone bring out the blower
Hotbox the gas bitch please excuse my odor
Was feelin my side chick I had to promote her
Flow like beat yes I'm settin
Yes sometimes I feel low
Hotbox the ride when we blow
Such stress attached to my dreams
They couldn't go the lengths that I'd go
She wants sex
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