Hot Box

Cor Fargo Crooning

I'm smoking zaza in the coupe i hotboxed it
I'm going up with these racks i ain't never stopping
Keep couple women round for feels but never cuffing
When you run it up like i do you don't care bout nothing
They killed my dog the other day
And that shit hurts cause he my brudda
Every bag i grab now in memory of ya, yeah
That's why i keep a chop cause dog i'm not with nothing
I never vow to tell the truth my mouth i'm shutting

I ain't going in less i get my grip in the function
Cause i don't trust none these niggas i ain't with nothing
I put 'em on to this sauce i ain't tryna hear nothing
I showed y'all how to open up and clear it
So that bullshit i ain't hearing
Off papers going up,
Trust me i ain't never stopping
I don't care for fashion so i mix 'em all up when i rock 'em
On my haters i'm gon flex while busting down these fucking watches
Hating niggas steady plotting
But y'all know just how i'm rocking
Bitches y'all be chasing down them same hoes i had to block 'em
IG girls you lusting over i got 'em making large deposits
I stay lit but low key i know it's plenty people watching
Hot topic, large pockets
I started from the fucking bottom
Should of never left me
Now i'm out in MIA bitches on jet ski's
Balling hard in Bal Harbor slapping a fresh piece
Uh,
I'm everywhere a check be
So please respect me

I'm smoking zaza in the coupe i hotboxed it
I'm going up with these racks i ain't never stopping
Keep couple women round for feels but never cuffing
When you run it up like i do you don't care bout nothing
They killed my dog the other day
And that shit hurts cause he my brudda
Every bag i grab now in memory of ya, yeah
That's why i keep a chop cause dog i'm not with nothing
I never vow to tell the truth my mouth i'm shutting



Credits
Writer(s): Corey Harley
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