Boxed In Lyrics

Woah

I'm boxed in

Shhh

Woah

I'm boxed in

Shhh

Woah

I'm boxed in

Shhh

Woah

I'm boxed in

These niggas still dying off hype

I gave this shit all of my life

I did some dirt

Tryna make it right

But I still remember them nights

I put that syrup in that sprite

Then I put that sprite on that ice

No that hoe cannot spend the night

But yes I fuck if she my type

I'm boxed in

(Shhh)

Lets go

Might fuck on his hoe

For the fun of it

Said he got blues

He ain't touching shit

We just hit a piece

And I'm loving it

Send they SS

And they government

She don't give me lip

Give me sucky

Yes I got the stick

And I'm bussing it

I don't fuck wit rats

I ain't trusting shit

Give me a reason I'm bussing it

I told her don't play with me bitch

Just play with yourself

I got bad bitches

They on the shelf

I got Beverly Hills hoes

New state of wealth

I'm in this bitch by myself

(Gotti)

Woah

I'm boxed in

Shhh

Woah

I'm boxed in

Shhh

Woah

I'm boxed in

Shhh

Woah

I'm boxed in

These niggas still dying off hype

I gave this shit all of my life

I did some dirt

Tryna make it right

But I still remember them nights

I put that syrup in that sprite

Then I put that sprite on that ice

No that hoe cannot spend the night

But yes I fuck if she my type

I'm boxed in

Woah

I'm boxed in