Roddy Ricch - The Box (Lyrics)

Roddy Ricch - The Box (Lyrics) - Roddy Ricch Lyrics

Pullin' out the coupe at the lot

Told 'em fuck 12, fuck SWAT

Bustin' all the bales out the box

I just hit a lick with the box

Had to put the stick in a 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 nigga soul, got the Cash App

Told 'em wipe a nigga nose, say slatt, slatt

I won't never sell my soul, and I can back that

And I really wanna know when you wet wet

I was out back where the stash at

Cruise the city in a bulletproof Cadillac (Skrrt)

'Cause I know these niggas after where the bag at (Yeah)

Gotta move smarter, gotta move harder

Nigga 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 niggas 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 bitch 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, forget it

Pullin' out the coupe at the lot

Told 'em fuck 12, fuck SWAT

Bustin' all the bales out the box

I just hit a lick with the box

Had to put the stick in a 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 nigga soul, got the Cash App

Told 'em wipe a nigga nose, say slatt, slatt

I won't never sell my soul, and I can back that

And I really wanna know when you wet wet, hah

Hahaha, I been movin' 'em out

It's still up with me then, he got the blues in the pouch (Yeah)

Took her to the forest, put the wood in her mouth

Bitch 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 dick, 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, shit

I been movin' real gangster, so that's why she picked a Crip

Shawty call me Crisco 'cause I pop my shit

Got it out the mud, there's nothin' you can tell me, yeah

When I had the drugs, I was street wealthy, yeah

Pullin' out the coupe at the lot

Told 'em fuck 12, fuck SWAT

Bustin' all the bales out the box

I just hit a lick with the box

Had to put the stick in a 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 nigga soul, got the Cash App

Told 'em wipe a nigga nose, say slatt, slatt

I won't never sell my soul, and I can back that

And I really wanna know when you wet wet