Shoe Box

歌詞

I got some money Told my nigga don't worry Times getting hard Looking like BMF how we sliding in them cars Sometimes I feel myself lying in the dark Thinking about the times that we had when I was with you Thinking 'bout the times that I kissed you Went and got some money, I got everybody mad at me Stars in the roof, I'm in a whole 'nother galaxy They tryna put me in a box, they tryna put me in a cell Just got caught up with that work We prolly kill 'em, if he tell Them shooters hopping outta box truck But they ain't got no mail Just them shells for them niggas that don't wish me well Coach, put me in the game Coach, put me in the game Come trade yo' life for my chain They put a price on my brain But I'm still riding 'round with it Put it in a shoe box Put it in a shoe box Fuck it, put it in a shoe box Dirty Money, we gon' put it in a shoe box You see them young niggas hanging outta roof tops They hanging out the roof tops Two Glocks Screaming, let a nigga try me Let a nigga try me Oh, he don't know nobody But she got a lil body I told her come try me I told her come try me I'ma eat it up, that pussy taste like water She so wet, she prolly take me under Got her so hot, I'm talking hot girl summer I'm sorry, I forgot to take your number But don't mind me Come and find me I gotta call you when I get back to yo' city 'Cause that lil pussy, it been stuck upon my memory If you can't pull up, I think I can do delivery Baby, put it in my shoe box Come put it in my shoe box Take this money and go put it in my shoe box Go put it in my shoe box Oh, I got bands in the mattress I gave her bands 'cause she nasty I hope you love me with passion And you can get it if you ask me I'ma say Put it in a shoe box Put it in a shoe box Fuck it, put it in a shoe box Dirty Money, we gon' put it in a shoe box You see them young niggas hanging outta roof tops They hanging out the roof tops Two Glocks Screaming, let a nigga try me Let a nigga try me Let's go I ain't no reactor, yeah I think 'bout shit Yeah the other war, nigga Buy a tank, buy a ship Yeah I'm on that nog Vodka Yeah I drink my shit Catch my target in traffic, I'ma paint that shit, yeah Type of nigga keep a few million in the safe Might go on the run, have to buy a new face Praying for my dawg, he just caught a new case Told 'em keep quiet, don't try to save face Put a hundred grand where the Air Jordans at Transaction on the phone, hope he ain't recording that (Hello?) Jack in the box, we gon' pop out with the sticks Mobile, Alabama, we gon' pop out with the bricks You wanna see a magic trick With this arm and hammer Iron chef shit, the meanest fork in Atlanta Catch me in the 'Rari with that Yung Bleu playing Shoe box in the kitchen with that Lysol spraying Put it in a shoe box Put it in a shoe box Fuck it, put it in a shoe box Dirty Money, we gon' put it in a shoe box You see them young niggas hanging outta roof tops They hanging out the roof tops Two Glocks Screaming, let a nigga try me Let a nigga try me