Box State Boogie
Box State Boogie

Will Killagain - Box State Boogie Lyrics

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Box State Boogie Lyrics

Hey look my mom told me that haters make you famous
And now I got haters so tell mom I made it, right?
I got to get the score up, I be snapping
And I got out the water but I'm freezing so I'm back in
All the ice on Everglade, he touch it I'ma smack him
Baggage on whoever claims I need to get to trapping
All the gang on never-say
Rats kept phones with tap-ins
If you need the edges trimmed my blower in the back end
Mow a snake with hella blades they do a lot of chatting
Clippers on me, catch this fade
It's twenty to go whack him
Hunnid' in the back end
Running with the bad kids
Coming from a track meet
Bout' to blow her back meat
Got a hoe just for dome, she do a lot of cappin'
Tell you that she tired but I'm blowing out her back end
For the streets she playin games I probably need to wrap it
Mhmm, box it up
I got weight in other states I'm fuckin' up these rappers
Touch a box with stamps, no I did not sign that package
I got pack in hella strains I got you but I'm taxing
Bout' the money Mr. Krabs, aye aye Capitan
Double wide the Escalade I can't see when I back in
Mhmm, box it up
Box it up
Mhmm, Box it up
I'm out the loop
Box it up
Mhmm, box it up
Box it up
I felt a Percy while I'm off the cup and then I spazz out
On my way to Camilla I want to blow her back out
Driving while I'm uhh, It's wavy when I back out
Rolling on the coaster for the ride
Think I had the time of my life
Head up in the clouds in the sky
Take a bar so I can catch a vibe
Box it up
Rolling on a stone because I fell asleep with chains on
Like 8 days a week not a day I wear the same one
Rolling on the coaster for the ride
Think I had the time of my life
Head up in the clouds in the sky
Take a bar so I can catch a vibe
Hunnid' in the back end
Running with the bad kids
Coming from a track meet
Bout' to blow her back meat
Mhmm, box it up
Stir the pot it's locking up
And the wrist be locking up
Why they tryna lock me up?
Who that is you talking bout?
Who the fuck you thought I was?
Tell me what you think pimp
Smoking dank shit
Pour another drink, sip

Hey look my mom told me that haters make you famous
And now I got haters so tell mom I made it, right?
I got to get the score up, I be snapping
And I got out the water but I'm freezing so I'm back in
All the ice on Everglade, he touch it I'ma smack him
Baggage on whoever claims I need to get to trapping
All the gang on never-say
Rats kept phones with tap-ins
If you need the edges trimmed my blower in the back end
Mow a snake with hella blades they do a lot of chatting
Clippers on me, catch this fade
It's twenty to go whack him
Hunnid' in the back end
Running with the bad kids
Coming from a track meet
Bout' to blow her back meat
Got a hoe just for dome, she do a lot of cappin'
Tell you that she tired but I'm blowing out her back end
For the streets she playin games I probably need to wrap it
Mhmm, box it up
I got weight in other states I'm fuckin' up these rappers
Touch a box with stamps, no I did not sign that package
I got pack in hella strains I got you but I'm taxing
Bout' the money Mr. Krabs, aye aye Capitan
Double wide the Escalade I can't see when I back in
Mhmm, box it up
Box it up
Mhmm, Box it up
I'm out the loop
Box it up
Mhmm, box it up
Box it up
I felt a Percy while I'm off the cup and then I spazz out
On my way to Camilla I want to blow her back out
Driving while I'm uhh, It's wavy when I back out
Rolling on the coaster for the ride
Think I had the time of my life
Head up in the clouds in the sky
Take a bar so I can catch a vibe
Box it up
Rolling on a stone because I fell asleep with chains on
Like 8 days a week not a day I wear the same one
Rolling on the coaster for the ride
Think I had the time of my life
Head up in the clouds in the sky
Take a bar so I can catch a vibe
Hunnid' in the back end
Running with the bad kids
Coming from a track meet
Bout' to blow her back meat
Mhmm, box it up
Stir the pot it's locking up
And the wrist be locking up
Why they tryna lock me up?
Who that is you talking bout?
Who the fuck you thought I was?
Tell me what you think pimp
Smoking dank shit
Pour another drink, sip

Writer(s): Grant Waguespack
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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