Hotboxin' 2
Man I dont even know
Why these niggas don't even wanna fight no more man
All they wanna do is hide behind a gun and claim that they tuff
Man that's sum fuck shit
If a nigga gotta problem with me
Man you already know what to do man
Aye
Sign the contract big boy
Sign the contract
Come and get it any type of way you want it
Boxing cool
Ufc
Whatever
Trill pacalipse in this muhfucker
Man ya'll already know wassup
Yea
We ain't shooting no niggas we fighting
To the top off this shit
Ain't no stopping
Bouto go beat up the box like im tyson
Ain't no cut on this shit bitch im popping
Gimme that pen you know that im signing
Tell my youngin don't play with that fuck shit
Keep it solid
Don't play with these fuck niggas
Come around with the shit and its up nigga
Got me knocking a nigga out
We dont play with the shit better go take a different route
Ain't no way that im standing up for the pledge of the legions
You know I be sitting down
It ain't making no sense go fight for the country
Then you come back as a homeless
They don't honor yo sacrifice
Keep it a hunnid
Send me that beat and im on it
Pop a wheelie on the block
Pull up on the curve
This shit finna blow can't hold it
Issa pacalipse bread winner Don vet
Got me creeping on my James bond fit
On the real these niggas ain't fucking with me
Had da 200 dash when I ran in the meet
Nigga step in the box imma put em to sleep
Man this shit still crank, By the end of this week
Real talk bitch im back on that nonsense
And you know I be running the city
They cranking my shit everytime and they bobbing
Imma stay On my lane
Pass these bitchs be all in my dick and they naughty
Double up on the grain
It Jump out the gym
When im in the both issa glory day
21 On my back
Nigga step to the side
Bitch you know i go hard in the paint
Yea
Why you still in that place
You aint moving a bit
Man you niggas is stuck in the maze
Automar on my wrist
When it come the bitch
I aint fenna get nothing but brains
Issa different lil breathe
When you step in the ring
You ain't finna get saved by the bell
And I know that you niggas could tell
My name be ringing them bells dem bells
Featherweight when I step in the scale
Muhammad Ali got em saying my name
Hit em with a left
Hit em with a right
Bomaye we aint playin no games
Imma show you how great I am
You Step in the ring
You gone say my name
Huh
Yea
Yea
You step in the ring you gone say my name
Bop weave left right
Hit em stick and move
Don't lean too deep
Aye watch yo feet
Just show em what it do
I swear this shit got me feeling like mike in 82
If I step in the pocket
Im doing sum damage and non of you niggas can stop it
Hit a left with a hook
Double up on a cross
Flip a one to a 2
Then I bring it right back
Idk whatchu bout
But im straight off the rip
All my niggas is boxing we living like that
I don't trap for no nigga
What's in it for me?
Imma stand on my ten
Imma different lil breed
I got niggas who making they way to the league
If you cranking my tape put that shit on repeat
And I got a lil thing
For them bitchs that know how to fight
Yea
Barely getting no sleep cause you know I be working all night
Yea
If you wanna real nigga that's always gone beat on it right
Hit me up
Game over nigga that's a dove
Head to largo when I'm on the bus
Imma keep it coming why you niggas stunning
Stop that talking you knew what it was
Rush up on a nigga if im on the linemen
Barely even gone wait for the hut
Teed up on these niggas
Fucking with the Steelers
Imma foreign nigga
Better get the picture
Painted perfect really by a young nigga
Locked in bitchs wanna see a nigga
Hit em up
Getcho boy out the ring
He ain't throwing for shit
All that talking now you giving up
Bara bomb bara bing
Bitch you finna get rocked
Keep on talking the shit
And is up
Swear to god
I got heart
Barely losing my cool
Ain't no waiting my time with these fools
Pacalipse on that PRESSURE
I do it a lil better
Big dawg in this bitch
Idk what's the Hassle bout
You niggas know im on my grind
Done switch my flow like 7 time
I fuck withchu you really slim now replace this like 7 times
Imma hit the booth
You hit my line nigga
Bet come thru you my slim nigga
Yea
Pacalipse nigga
Why these niggas don't even wanna fight no more man
All they wanna do is hide behind a gun and claim that they tuff
Man that's sum fuck shit
If a nigga gotta problem with me
Man you already know what to do man
Aye
Sign the contract big boy
Sign the contract
Come and get it any type of way you want it
Boxing cool
Ufc
Whatever
Trill pacalipse in this muhfucker
Man ya'll already know wassup
Yea
We ain't shooting no niggas we fighting
To the top off this shit
Ain't no stopping
Bouto go beat up the box like im tyson
Ain't no cut on this shit bitch im popping
Gimme that pen you know that im signing
Tell my youngin don't play with that fuck shit
Keep it solid
Don't play with these fuck niggas
Come around with the shit and its up nigga
Got me knocking a nigga out
We dont play with the shit better go take a different route
Ain't no way that im standing up for the pledge of the legions
You know I be sitting down
It ain't making no sense go fight for the country
Then you come back as a homeless
They don't honor yo sacrifice
Keep it a hunnid
Send me that beat and im on it
Pop a wheelie on the block
Pull up on the curve
This shit finna blow can't hold it
Issa pacalipse bread winner Don vet
Got me creeping on my James bond fit
On the real these niggas ain't fucking with me
Had da 200 dash when I ran in the meet
Nigga step in the box imma put em to sleep
Man this shit still crank, By the end of this week
Real talk bitch im back on that nonsense
And you know I be running the city
They cranking my shit everytime and they bobbing
Imma stay On my lane
Pass these bitchs be all in my dick and they naughty
Double up on the grain
It Jump out the gym
When im in the both issa glory day
21 On my back
Nigga step to the side
Bitch you know i go hard in the paint
Yea
Why you still in that place
You aint moving a bit
Man you niggas is stuck in the maze
Automar on my wrist
When it come the bitch
I aint fenna get nothing but brains
Issa different lil breathe
When you step in the ring
You ain't finna get saved by the bell
And I know that you niggas could tell
My name be ringing them bells dem bells
Featherweight when I step in the scale
Muhammad Ali got em saying my name
Hit em with a left
Hit em with a right
Bomaye we aint playin no games
Imma show you how great I am
You Step in the ring
You gone say my name
Huh
Yea
Yea
You step in the ring you gone say my name
Bop weave left right
Hit em stick and move
Don't lean too deep
Aye watch yo feet
Just show em what it do
I swear this shit got me feeling like mike in 82
If I step in the pocket
Im doing sum damage and non of you niggas can stop it
Hit a left with a hook
Double up on a cross
Flip a one to a 2
Then I bring it right back
Idk whatchu bout
But im straight off the rip
All my niggas is boxing we living like that
I don't trap for no nigga
What's in it for me?
Imma stand on my ten
Imma different lil breed
I got niggas who making they way to the league
If you cranking my tape put that shit on repeat
And I got a lil thing
For them bitchs that know how to fight
Yea
Barely getting no sleep cause you know I be working all night
Yea
If you wanna real nigga that's always gone beat on it right
Hit me up
Game over nigga that's a dove
Head to largo when I'm on the bus
Imma keep it coming why you niggas stunning
Stop that talking you knew what it was
Rush up on a nigga if im on the linemen
Barely even gone wait for the hut
Teed up on these niggas
Fucking with the Steelers
Imma foreign nigga
Better get the picture
Painted perfect really by a young nigga
Locked in bitchs wanna see a nigga
Hit em up
Getcho boy out the ring
He ain't throwing for shit
All that talking now you giving up
Bara bomb bara bing
Bitch you finna get rocked
Keep on talking the shit
And is up
Swear to god
I got heart
Barely losing my cool
Ain't no waiting my time with these fools
Pacalipse on that PRESSURE
I do it a lil better
Big dawg in this bitch
Idk what's the Hassle bout
You niggas know im on my grind
Done switch my flow like 7 time
I fuck withchu you really slim now replace this like 7 times
Imma hit the booth
You hit my line nigga
Bet come thru you my slim nigga
Yea
Pacalipse nigga
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Writer(s): Muhammad Ba
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