Shoebox Baby - 4KTroll lyrics

[Shoebox Baby - 4KTroll lyrics]

(YS on the beat, what?)
Slatt, slatt, slatt (Come on)
Yeah, yeah (Slatt, slatt, it's 'Box)
Slatt, slatt, come on (yeah)
Yeah (Come on) , slatt (yeah)
Yeah (It's 'Box) , yeah (Come on)

Fuck what you say, O'Block paint the city red
(yeah, what? Come on)
Folks goin' off the meds
He tryna clap a nigga dreads
(Slatt, it's 'Box) it is what it is
Now he dead for what he said
(Uh huh, uh huh, boom)
We spin the niggas blocks and
Shot at everythin' but leg
(Boom, boom, boom, boom)

Bitch, I'm big dawg, they said
'cause I'm a rapper
Pass the rock 'cause I'm like Chris Paul
(yeah, come on, what?)
The opps be on 2K but all my slimes
They tryna play ball (What? yeah)
But wе got secret weapons that shoot
Wеll up in the playoffs
(Slatt, slatt, it's 'Box)
My shooters got so hot
I had to tell them boys to lay off
(Woo, woo, woo)
Somebody pour me up some lean (Uh, huh)
Aiskii call my phone like when
He home he chasin' rings (Free Aiskii)
The JaydoJumpOuts got him 'cause they
On the same thing (Uh, huh)
Ever since I lost Jaydo
My heart been up off my sleeve (Come on)
I used to mind my business
But like watch niggas bleed (Woo, woo, woo)
This Glock just like a opera
It be makin' niggas scream (Woo, woo, woo)
Better ask the last man because he
Died up on the scene (Uh huh, yeah)
When Jaydo died I saw red but
Now these pussy niggas green
(Boom, boom, boom)

Fuck what you say, O'Block paint the city red
(Come on) folks goin' off the meds
He tryna clap a nigga dreads
(Slatt, slatt, it's 'Box) it is what it is
Now he dead for what he said
(Uh huh, uh huh, boom)
We spin the niggas blocks and
Shot at everythin' but leg
(yeah, slatt, it's 'Box)

4KTreyK, bitch, must not heard about O'Block
Because we slay shit (Come here)
I'm in Utah tryna pick up on the payment
(I'm on you)
Labels keep callin' my phone, I told 'em
"Pay me" (Come on)
Plan A is Plan B 'cause I ain't havin' babies
(It's 'Box)

Fuck what you say, O'Block paint the city red
(Uh, huh) folks goin' off the meds
He tryna clap a nigga dreads
(yeah, slatt, it's 'Box) it is what it is
Now he dead for what he said
(Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, come on)
We spin the niggas blocks and
Shot at everythin' but leg
(Spin, spin, spin, spin, spin)
Fuck what you say, O'Block paint the city red
(Huh? Come on) folks goin' off the meds
He tryna clap a nigga dreads
(yeah, slatt, it's 'Box) it is what it is
Now he dead for what he said
(Uh huh, slatt, uh huh)
We spin the niggas blocks and
Shot at everythin' but leg

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