Sandbox ft. Nizz Lyrics

Niggas know how we do, 888 shit for life

Me and brodie locked in, since the sandbox Ugly bitch wanna fuck, I tell her kick rocks

Got the stupid hoe up in my face, get me Rick socks

Walk in, walk out, show you how I rock out Put the silent muzzle on the Glock and it make no sound

I can't say too much, they got a wire, niggas fed now

And when I walk around, they geeking up, these niggas fanned out

The family and my money, only thing that I can care about

Yeah, bitch, we got the location, we got his whereabouts

I don't give a fuck, I fuck your bitch and pull her drawers down

Yeah, you a dirty little bitch, you with the goof troop

Yeah, I'm drinking Henny bout to pour it in some fruit juice

Big doggie, bark loud, bitch, we some canines

Steady sitting on the bench, boy, you get no playtime

Dumb lil bitch spilt Henny on my garments

Ayden pass me the za, and yeah, it's smelling like I farted

Sixty dollars for the eighth, no you can't smoke this

Never associate rats, I don't fuck with rodents

Take off your sneaks when you step into my house

All this money on my floor, I can't see the carpet

She like the way I spread my money, she say I'm the hardest

Yeah, I'm fried with Medula, feeling like a martian

Michelin star chef in the kitchen, think I'm Ramsey

Bathing ape on my back, I'm a fresh chimpanzee

Me and brodie locked in, since the sandbox Ugly bitch wanna fuck, I tell her kick rocks

Got the stupid hoe up in my face, get me Rick socks

Walk in, walk out, show you how I rock out Put the silent muzzle on the Glock and it make no sound

I can't say too much, they got a wire, niggas fed now

And when I walk around, they geeking up, these niggas fanned out

The family and my money, only thing that I can care about

When we pulling up, don't leave a trace in the house

Cause I'm getting all blues with the guys, what amount?

How you pocket watching from the motherfucking couch

If you keep on talking shit, bro put a Glock in your mouth

A trifling hoe with a trifling hoe, that's the goof troop

I heard that you let everybody hit, your shit is doo-doo

You looking for the answers and the hints like it's Blue's Clues

But let's get off of that and get to better things

We counting all the racks, not counting all the change

Sending all the threats then Cousin K, he come to let it sang

Damn, my trap phone bussin, I just want to hear it ring

Racks, racks, racks in the whip, I'm in the middle lane (woo)

Bust down AAA on the chain

They said that you real, but I know you fake

Yeah, I had to put all the tequila in the Minute Maid

Yeah, I'm too real for y'all niggas, I ain't throwing shade

Me and brodie locked in, since the sandbox Ugly bitch wanna fuck, I tell her kick rocks

Got the stupid hoe up in my face, get me Rick socks

Walk in, walk out, show you how I rock out Put the silent muzzle on the Glock and it make no sound

I can't say too much, they got a wire, niggas fed now

And when I walk around, they geeking up, these niggas fanned out

The family and my money, only thing that I can care about