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box chevy - abgrlilcory & wizz havinn lyrics

[intro: abgrlilcory]
yeah, yeah
uh, let’s go
box chevy runnin’, same color a tangerine (yeah)
ayy

[chorus: abgrlilcory]
box chevy runnin’, same color a tangerine (yeah)
i get paid for talkin’ sh*t, i spent thirty on my t**th, yeah
‘member hoes ain’t want me, now they wanna get in with me
i’m the sh*t and i know it, i feel like dlow, i’m the biggest, baby
cuban on my neck, diamonds on my wrist look like a waterpark
n*ggas think they f*ckin’ with me (n*gga), better go and pat your pockets
i’ll break that sh*t out, n*gga, you know that i’m quick to pop it
fifty racks, all blues, this sh*t look light, but, n*gga, it’s heavy, yeah

[verse 1: abgrlilcory]
treat these hoеs like options, ain’t no feelings, we just f*ckin’ (yeah)
all my spots do numbеrs, all my traphouses, they be bunkin’ (yeah)
runnin’ up this money, n*gga, i’ma keep on thumbin’ (yeah)
the real one what i’m smokin’ on, you smell me ‘fore you see me
i just threw me back an addy, got me focused, in that mode
i’m gettin’ paid, i ain’t worried ’bout no motherf*ckin’ ho
come through stuntin’ on a b*tch, every time i pop out, it’s a show (yeah)
dope boy, fresh as f*ck, amiri head to toe (yeah)
[chorus: abgrlilcory & wizz havinn]
box chevy runnin’, same color a tangerine (yeah)
i get paid for talkin’ sh*t, i spent thirty on my t**th, yeah
‘member hoes ain’t want me, now they wanna get in with me
i’m the sh*t and i know it, i feel like dlow, i’m the biggest, baby
cuban on my neck, diamonds on my wrist look like a waterpark
n*ggas think they f*ckin’ with me (n*gga), better go and pat your pockets
i’ll break that sh*t out, n*gga, you know that i’m quick to pop it
fifty racks, all blues, this sh*t look light, but, n*gga, it’s heavy, yeah (yeah, n*gga, n*gga, uh)

[verse 2: wizz havinn]
bust a bankroll out the rubber band, i’m quick to pop it, n*gga (i’m quick to pop it, n*gga)
all my sh*t on freeze, wrist and neckpiece, it’s on hockey, n*gga (ice, ice)
youngin from ’round the way, been havin’ sacks, the trendin’ topic, n*gga (trendin’ topic)
whole team got pape’, you can’t relate, you need to stop it, n*gga (you need to stop it, n*gga)
dope boy, fresher than a b*tch, i come out lv down (i come out lv down)
rap sh*t cool, i love the trap, it never let me down (it never let me down)
i don’t want that b*tch for the p*ssy, help me sell these pounds (help me sell these p’s)
run my money up, now it ain’t sh*t that you can tell me now (i’m havin’ it, n*gga)

[chorus: abgrlilcory & wizz havinn]
box chevy runnin’, same color a tangerine (yeah)
i get paid for talkin’ sh*t, i spent thirty on my t**th, yeah (yeah, yeah, n*gga, uh)
‘member hoes ain’t want me, now they wanna get in with me
i’m the sh*t and i know it, i feel like dlow, i’m the biggest, baby
cuban on my neck, diamonds on my wrist look like a waterpark
n*ggas think they f*ckin’ with me (n*gga), better go and pat your pockets
i’ll break that sh*t out, n*gga, you know that i’m quick to pop it
fifty racks, all blues, this sh*t look light, but, n*gga, it’s heavy, yeah

- abgrlilcory wizz havinn lyrics

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