BOXING ft. arachnid8 Lyrics

Catch me at the shooting range fuck the boxing gym

Nigga was talking and acting crazy now he need oxygen

Keep a blicky on my waist you know the lasers dim

This Nigga told my bitch I'm cheating cause I lazed him

Look me in my fucking eyes I'm the captain of the boat

All these Negas do is cap lies living in their throats

Why your bitch Tryna cap like I don't know what she won't

My mama even tried to tell me easy come easy go

Try to tell you, I just wanna stack my racks to the ceiling

When I do wrong. I hope I feel it

Cause loving money is demon

First, I want a Lamborghini now I'm feeling The brabus

Shoddie said she wanna eat me think she bi binging with babish

Now I have all of this money. I need a new type of bad bitch

How can I be saying that she love me when I know rabbits love cabbage

Are you making the money for you? Are you making the money for her to come take?

And even with your best amigos, it might get tech at the end of the day

Offset all the pain with resentment

Boy, you need to heal

Upset so I keep me on drumset I'm in love with the steel

Let's keep that boxing shit on television

I got to glaucoma, shit impeeds my vision

Already told you, you just never listen

Catch me at the shooting range fuck the boxing gym

Nigga was talking and acting crazy now he need oxygen

Keep a blicky on my waist you know the lasers dim

This Nigga told my bitch I'm cheating cause I lazed him

Got-got a bitch, got a wifey

All these bitches they be texting no replying

I-I got hella vision man it's mother-fucking blinding

I look at the stars, they see me it's perfect timing

Time

Chinese

Don't care if she black, yeah she smack

Yeah that bitch is me

Can't understand where I'm at, turned me siamese

Baby I'm a star, go so far they envy me

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Yeah they wanna be me they know the ager going far

Gotta keep a pistol, pistol in my car