Pullin' out the coupe at the lot
Told 'em, "F*ck 12, f*ck SWAT"
Bustin' all the bales out the box
I just hit a lick with the box
Had to put the stick in a box, mm
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, gotta 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, where you at, at?
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
Niggas tryna get me for my water
I lay his ass down on my son or 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 Papi get a key for the quarter
Shawty barely seen the double C's I bought her
Got a bitch that's lookin' 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, "F*ck 12, f*ck SWAT"
Bustin' all the bales out the box
I just hit a lick with the box
Had to put the stick in a box, mm
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, gotta 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, where you at, at?
Ha-ha-ha, I been movin' 'em out
If Steelo 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 wanna fly again
I 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 hunnid bands on Zimmerman shit
I been movin' real gangsta, so that's why she pick 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, "F*ck 12, f*ck SWAT"
Bustin' all the bales out the box
I just hit a lick with the box
Had to put the stick in a box, mm
Pour up the whole damn seal, I'ma get lazy
I got the mojo-deals, we been trappin' like the '80's
She sucked a nigga soul, gotta 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, where you at, at?
The Box Video (MV)
• "The Box" is a song by American rapper Roddy Ricch, released on December 6, 2019, as part of his debut studio album Please Excuse Me for Being Antisocial.
• With the notable song line, "I got the mojo deals, we been trappin' like the '80s", magazine Vibe felt that "The Box" is "further proof that the Atlantic Records-signee can pen addictive radio-friendly records".
• Heran Mamo of Billboard opined that Ricch "comes armed and ready with his verses despite the rather lighthearted 'hee-hoo' ad-libs in the background". Mamo noted that in the song, Ricch raps about acquiring and protecting "his necessary riches".
• Despite not being an official single, it is Roddy Ricch's highest-charting song worldwide, reaching number three on the US Billboard Hot 100 and number one on the Rolling Stone Top 100.
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Roddy Ricch• With the notable song line, "I got the mojo deals, we been trappin' like the '80s", magazine Vibe felt that "The Box" is "further proof that the Atlantic Records-signee can pen addictive radio-friendly records".
• Heran Mamo of Billboard opined that Ricch "comes armed and ready with his verses despite the rather lighthearted 'hee-hoo' ad-libs in the background". Mamo noted that in the song, Ricch raps about acquiring and protecting "his necessary riches".
• Despite not being an official single, it is Roddy Ricch's highest-charting song worldwide, reaching number three on the US Billboard Hot 100 and number one on the Rolling Stone Top 100.
-Wikipedia-
From Album: Please Excuse Me For Being Antisocial
Genre(s): Trap
Length: 3:16
Written by: Rodrick Moore, Samuel Gloade, Adarius Moragne, Aqeel Tate, Larrance Dopson
Produced by: 30 Roc
Released: December 6th, 2019
Roddy Ricch - The Box Lyrics
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Pullin' out the coupe at the lot
Told 'em, "F*ck 12, f*ck SWAT"
Bustin' all the bales out the box
I just hit a lick with the box
Had to put the stick in a box, mm
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, gotta 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, where you at, at?
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
Niggas tryna get me for my water
I lay his ass down on my son or 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 Papi get a key for the quarter
Shawty barely seen the double C's I bought her
Got a bitch that's lookin' 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, "F*ck 12, f*ck SWAT"
Bustin' all the bales out the box
I just hit a lick with the box
Had to put the stick in a box, mm
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, gotta 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, where you at, at?
Ha-ha-ha, I been movin' 'em out
If Steelo 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 wanna fly again
I 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 hunnid bands on Zimmerman shit
I been movin' real gangsta, so that's why she pick 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, "F*ck 12, f*ck SWAT"
Bustin' all the bales out the box
I just hit a lick with the box
Had to put the stick in a box, mm
Pour up the whole damn seal, I'ma get lazy
I got the mojo-deals, we been trappin' like the '80's
She sucked a nigga soul, gotta 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, where you at, at?
Told 'em, "F*ck 12, f*ck SWAT"
Bustin' all the bales out the box
I just hit a lick with the box
Had to put the stick in a box, mm
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, gotta 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, where you at, at?
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
Niggas tryna get me for my water
I lay his ass down on my son or 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 Papi get a key for the quarter
Shawty barely seen the double C's I bought her
Got a bitch that's lookin' 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, "F*ck 12, f*ck SWAT"
Bustin' all the bales out the box
I just hit a lick with the box
Had to put the stick in a box, mm
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, gotta 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, where you at, at?
Ha-ha-ha, I been movin' 'em out
If Steelo 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 wanna fly again
I 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 hunnid bands on Zimmerman shit
I been movin' real gangsta, so that's why she pick 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, "F*ck 12, f*ck SWAT"
Bustin' all the bales out the box
I just hit a lick with the box
Had to put the stick in a box, mm
Pour up the whole damn seal, I'ma get lazy
I got the mojo-deals, we been trappin' like the '80's
She sucked a nigga soul, gotta 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, where you at, at?
Writer: Rodrick Moore, Samuel Gloade, Adarius Moragne, Aqeel Tate, Larrance Dopson
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc., EMPIRE PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc., EMPIRE PUBLISHING
