Correction Lyrics The Box Cover by Roddy Ricch

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(Intro)
Yung, Its fbaby

(Hook)
Pulling out the coupe I'm a god
Tell em f**k negaz I'm a boss
Pulling out the stacks out the box
I done leave a letter in the box
Had to lock my fears in the box, hm

Pour up the whole damn seal, ain't got lazy
I got the mojo deals we be trapping like the 80s

I sold a nega soul, gotta cash out
Tell em wipe the sh*t you know, say slatt slatt
I won't never sell my soul, i can back that
And i really wanna know, where you at at

(Verse 1)
Where em feds at, am a bad ass
Incase you lost your way I'm a compass
I'ma end fake negaz like a bad plan
Bring forth your request and make it plain

I'ma king, I'm a god, I'm a psychic
Better have my words they are medicines
Fake negaz everywhere, All Manikins
I pull out the coupe flex flex, f**k Manikins

Tell em, I am the well of greatest
I leave them haters speechless
Had to Shayne Ward, Breathless
Mhen i gat the coupe, Keyless

Gat a new b*t*h she a goddess, she a model
Knock knock knock, i don't care, i don't bother
If you got gamed put your both hands up
But why the faking nickels tryna put em heads up

(Hook)
Pulling out the coupe I'm a god
Tell em f**k negaz I'm a boss
Pulling out the stacks out the box
I done leave a letter in the box
Had to lock my fears in the box, hm

Pour up the whole damn seal, ain't got lazy
I got the mojo deals we be trapping like the 80s

I sold a nega soul, gotta cash out
Tell em wipe the sh*t you know, say slatt slatt
I won't never sell my soul, i can back that
And i really wanna know, where you at at

(Verse 2)
I've been away for too long, go put the beat in my lunch
I'm feeding on all these fake rappers, so i gat they heads on my shelf
I sold my soul to myself, now I'm a god all by myself
I just hopped into the booth, and i gat this, New uh, I've been

Get a maf, indie, my time, In the back, rhyme into my heater, know this try, or maybe, get time
I'ma get loosed, I'ma get twos, I'ma get whose, oh my dread twos, I'm a get hooz'
You know who's getting so hot? Man in town, I'm a get you, wit, chopped in the prawn
If you don't get licensed just drop in the town, then you're just getting this chopped in the prawn

(Hook)
Pulling out the coupe I'm a god
Tell em f**k negaz I'm a boss
Pulling out the stacks out the box
I done leave a letter in the box
Had to lock my fears in the box, hm

Pour up the whole damn seal, ain't got lazy
I got the mojo deals we be trapping like the 80s

I sold a nega soul, gotta cash out
Tell em wipe the sh*t you know, say slatt slatt
I won't never sell my soul, i can back that
And i really wanna know, where you at at

(Outro)
Oh lord, (yeah yeah yeah) its young flexy baby, urh urhh

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