Joey Bada$$, Nyck Caution - Hotbox lyrics
Joey Badass [Jo-Vaughn Virginie Scott] Brooklyn, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Joey Bada$$, Nyck Caution - Hotbox lyrics]
Ride for my niggas on site
Ride for my niggas on site
Ride for my niggas on site
The flows is acidic
Cruising in a slow-ass Civic, I got gas
Hit it
Hold up, cops passed, I stop, laugh, hit it
Jakes is snake lizards
If they smell they won't come hither
Nigga, I hisses at your misses
Slither down her throat, spit her up
(mmm) delicious
I'm too malicious, this one for my mistresses
In distress, cause positions that I put
'em in could stretch
Can't contest him, get the rude boy vexed
True shotta give him two shots
Rude bwoy fi dead
Boom, bye bye in a batty man head
The sooner I die, sooner them gets ahead
So you do the math
Put the pieces to the puzzles
Like Voodoo in the trap no strings attached
In fact, it's all connected in the sense
Neglected in the
Cents, plus well collecting my respect
They say we too loud, we need to turn it down
I copped a pound
Now I'm 'bout to burn it down
Hotbox in this bitch know I'm burnin' out
And what I'm learning now is still
More trees to go around
They say we too loud, we need to turn it down
I copped a pound
Now I'm 'bout to burn it down
Hotbox in this bitch know I'm burnin' out
And what I'm learning now is still
More trees to go around
Pick the weapon up and use it
Deceptive tactics never get between
Me and my music
Reason for that livin' condition
You livin' a witness, a god with his mic
Starry nights ain't never come
Cause they don't go where it's bright
So how the fuck can I go shine
When my constellation dim
I conversate with momma just to
Know where I begin
Then condensate yo' armor so it's
Weaker by your limbs
Blast the speakers when you speak up
Cause you bleak in measurement
Stay relentless if you get it
Second place is ours we're
Clocking in any minute (Alright)
Cause first is not imagined
They got me cursed with
This new apparent future
That I will never reinsert my fuckin' balance
I'm a frog
You a cricket - once was just a tadpole
And I'm still a tad poor, trying to fix it
They ballin' with no limit's
Reckless in the Rari's
So how the fuck you expect me
To be civil in Civics
They say we too loud, we need to turn it down
I copped a pound
Now I'm 'bout to burn it down
Hotbox in this bitch know I'm burnin' out
And what I'm learning now is still
More trees to go around
They say we too loud, we need to turn it down
I copped a pound
Now I'm 'bout to burn it down
Hotbox in this bitch know I'm burnin' out
And what I'm learning now is still
More trees to go around
Ride for my niggas on site
Ride for my niggas on site
The flows is acidic
Cruising in a slow-ass Civic, I got gas
Hit it
Hold up, cops passed, I stop, laugh, hit it
Jakes is snake lizards
If they smell they won't come hither
Nigga, I hisses at your misses
Slither down her throat, spit her up
(mmm) delicious
I'm too malicious, this one for my mistresses
In distress, cause positions that I put
'em in could stretch
Can't contest him, get the rude boy vexed
True shotta give him two shots
Rude bwoy fi dead
Boom, bye bye in a batty man head
The sooner I die, sooner them gets ahead
So you do the math
Put the pieces to the puzzles
Like Voodoo in the trap no strings attached
In fact, it's all connected in the sense
Neglected in the
Cents, plus well collecting my respect
They say we too loud, we need to turn it down
I copped a pound
Now I'm 'bout to burn it down
Hotbox in this bitch know I'm burnin' out
And what I'm learning now is still
More trees to go around
They say we too loud, we need to turn it down
I copped a pound
Now I'm 'bout to burn it down
Hotbox in this bitch know I'm burnin' out
And what I'm learning now is still
More trees to go around
Pick the weapon up and use it
Deceptive tactics never get between
Me and my music
Reason for that livin' condition
You livin' a witness, a god with his mic
Starry nights ain't never come
Cause they don't go where it's bright
So how the fuck can I go shine
When my constellation dim
I conversate with momma just to
Know where I begin
Then condensate yo' armor so it's
Weaker by your limbs
Blast the speakers when you speak up
Cause you bleak in measurement
Stay relentless if you get it
Second place is ours we're
Clocking in any minute (Alright)
Cause first is not imagined
They got me cursed with
This new apparent future
That I will never reinsert my fuckin' balance
I'm a frog
You a cricket - once was just a tadpole
And I'm still a tad poor, trying to fix it
They ballin' with no limit's
Reckless in the Rari's
So how the fuck you expect me
To be civil in Civics
They say we too loud, we need to turn it down
I copped a pound
Now I'm 'bout to burn it down
Hotbox in this bitch know I'm burnin' out
And what I'm learning now is still
More trees to go around
They say we too loud, we need to turn it down
I copped a pound
Now I'm 'bout to burn it down
Hotbox in this bitch know I'm burnin' out
And what I'm learning now is still
More trees to go around