Roddy Ricch - The Box (Lyrics)

Roddy Ricch - The Box (Lyrics) Stream/Download: Follow our Spotify Playlist: • Roddy Ricch Follow Loku: Wallpaper: Submit your Track, questions, art or further inquiries? Please email: yoyoloku@ ¢¢¢♛♛♛ The Box Lyrics [Chorus] Pullin’ out the coupe at the lot Told ’em f*ck 12, f*ck SWAT Bustin’ all the bells out the box I just hit a lick with the box Had to put the stick in the box, mmh Pour up the whole damn seal, I’ma get lazy I got the mojo deals, we been trappin’ like the ’80s She sucked a n*gga soul, gotta Cash App Told ’em wipe a n*gga nose, say slatt, slatt I won’t never sell my soul, and I can back that And I really wanna know where you at, at [Verse 1] I was out back where the stash at Cruise the city in a bulletproof Cadillac (Skrrt) ’Cause I know these n*ggas after where the bag at (Yeah) Gotta move smarter, gotta move harder n*gga try to get me for my water I’ll lay his ass down, on my son, on my daughter I had the Draco with me, Dwayne Carter Lotta n*ggas out here playin’, ain’t ballin’ I done put my whole arm in the rim, Vince Carter (Yeah) And I know probably get a key for the quarter Shawty barely seen in double C’s, I bought ’em Got a b*tch that’s looking like Aaliyah, she a model I got the pink slip, all my whips is key-less Compton, I’m about to get the key to the city Patek like the sea, forgive me [Chorus] Pullin’ out the coupe at the lot Told ’em f*ck 12, f*ck SWAT Bustin’ all the bells out the box I just hit a lick with the box Had to put the stick in the box, mmh Pour up the whole damn seal, I’ma get lazy I got the mojo deals, we been trappin’ like the ’80s She sucked a n*gga soul, gotta Cash App Told ’em wipe a n*gga nose, say slatt, slatt I won’t never sell my soul, and I can back that And I really wanna know where you at, at, hah [Verse 2] Hahaha, I been movin’ ’em out If Steelo with me, then he got the blues in the pouch (Yeah) Took her to the forest, put the wood in her mouth b*tch, don’t wear no shoes in my house The private I’m flyin’ in, I never wan’ fly again I’ll take my chances in traffic (Yeah) She suckin’ on di*k, no hands with it I just made the Rollie plain like a landing strip I’m a 2020 president candidate I done put a hundred bands on Zimmerman, sh*t I been movin’ real gangster, so that’s why she picked a Crip Shawty call me Crisco ’cause I pop my sh*t Got it out the mud, there’s nothin’ you can tell me, yeah When I had the drugs, I was street wealthy, yeah [Chorus] Pullin’ out the coupe at the lot Told ’em f*ck 12, f*ck SWAT Bustin’ all the bells out the box I just hit a lick with the box Had to put the stick in the box, mmh Pour up the whole damn seal, I’ma get lazy I got the mojo deals, we been trappin’ like the ’80s She sucked a n*gga soul, gotta Cash App Told ’em wipe a n*gga nose, say slatt, slatt I won’t never sell my soul, and I can back that And I really wanna know where you at, at