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300b - skino lyrics

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[intro]

blllrrrr
n*gga, it’s black box rapping, n*gga (blllr)
it’s double*o eight, n*gga (bllr)
crime pays, n*gga (bow)
i’m dropping that sh*t on whoever, n*gga (bow)
d.c., n*gga—i’m dropping that sh*t on the whole city, n*gga
i’m shootin’ at n*ggas
f*ck these n*ggas, man
f*ck y’all
n*gga, i’m the black box god, n*gga

[verse]

rap n*ggas be saying my name for exposure
a n*gga gon’ die—i’ma get me some closure
traphard on youngins, play his ass like i’m older
n*gga, i come with that 300b—it’s a motive
a n*gga get hit with this 300 and it’s over
i don’t really pop no bars, been doing sh*t sober
i don’t really pop no bars, been doing sh*t—ain’t even high
n*gga touched this black box sh*t and he died
a n*gga just died and they asking me why?
a n*gga just died and they asking for the reasons
i’m toting that drac in any f*ckin’ season
i’m catchin’ my opp and i’m leavin’ him bleedin’ (bow!)
i’m catchin’ my opp and lеave him breathless
n*gga hoppеd and hit him—i was watchin’ him flex sh*t
i’m having motion! yo mans have motion? a big*ass difference
n*gga (n*gga)
n*gga, i come—the switch get to switchin’
n*gga, i come with that switch and i switch him
this n*gga pick up the link—i’ma make him a victim
[bridge]

everybody yelling out [?], he started tripping
[?]

drake servin’ him high and he turned to a whale
drake servin’ him high and hiding in a chair
the box and glock—they know where i’m at
n*ggas—it’s a box on my glock, they cappin’ and dissin’
lucifer 3—i’m completing the mission
ayy, lucifer 3—i’ma hop out and carry him
anyway, he a b*tch and he know i’ma bury him
big*ass shark, i ain’t in the aquarium
big*ass shark, i be right in the ocean
i’m the black box god—you know what i’m toting
i’m smoking your man and this sh*t jah motive
walk up on a n*gga—i hop out and toast him
walked up on a n*gga, bro hopped out and shot
n*gga, you talkin’ ’bout boxes? i’m one of the guys
i was looking for? and i couldn’t even find
i’ma shoot up his street and give n*ggas reminders

[verse]

rap n*ggas be saying my name for exposure
a n*gga gon’ die—i’ma get me some closure
traphard on youngins, play his ass like i’m older
n*gga, i come with that 300b—it’s a motive
a n*gga get hit with this 300 and it’s over
i don’t really pop no bars, been doing sh*t sober
i don’t really pop no bars, been doing sh*t—ain’t even high
n*gga touched this black box sh*t and he died
a n*gga just died and they asking me why?
a n*gga just died and they asking for the reasons
i’m toting that drac in any f*ckin’ season
i’m catchin’ my opp and i’m leavin’ him bleedin’ (bow!)
i’m catchin’ my opp and leave him breathless
n*gga hopped and hit him—i was watchin’ him flex sh*t
i’m having motion! yo mans have motion? a big*ass difference
[outro]

with yo broke ass
n*ggas be leaking, n*gga
blllr blllr bow

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