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shoebox baby – no cap lyrics

[intro]
huh, what, come on
yeah, slat+slat, it’s ‘box
huh, uh+huh, what, come on
yeah, slat, it’s ‘box

[chorus]
ain’t no cap i love rap, but man this sh+t is just a act
if the feds sn+tch me up, just know my lyrics all cap
it f+cked me up i heard that sh+t said o’block get took off the map
man y’all n+ggas must be crazy, without us this ain’t the ‘raq
[verse 1]
grateful for them county charges, couldn’t secure us like the tax
wop hit my like “come one man i can’t wait ’til he get back”
i’m the one that’s on the front line, remember when i was on the back of the back
know i don’t know how to act, run up on me and i’m gon’ to splat
say the wrong sh+t i’ma get all my bullets, a glock eighteen already a fully
five k a show if you wanna book me, i need a front end i’m not no rookie
she want cash, but i ain’t got sh+t for her, uber d+ck and a pack of cookies
bet any n+gga in here touch me, all on the guys this sh+t a get ugly
you with that sh+t you f+ck with the opps, i’m letting you know i’ll clear out the crowd
glock with a switch with a fifty round drum, you give it one tap and it’ll spit out six rounds
add a silencer to that b+tch, so when it shoot it don’t make no sound
so don’t get put in the clouds, by some sh+t that ain’t even loud
shoebox baby b+tch i’m chosen i’m in the ‘raq, just like demar derozan
your diamonds hit, oh you posted a picture by that h+llcat and that b+tch stolen
when i sign a deal i’ma buy me a watch i’m bussin’ it down, make sure it’s frozen
man i can’t wait to post it, i’ma make sure these n+ggas notice

[verse 2]
i get the head and go
for those who don’t know me i’m shoebox baby, i come from the o
b+tch stop playin’ what gds up in the door
yeah, i really be in the trenches
told lil’ bro leave them kids, he looked up and said “can’t leave no witness”
when he get high that n+gga be trippin’
my b+tch bad like london tipton
we’ll pull up on y’all block, like what’s tea i ain’t talkin’ ’bout lipton
i’m smokin’ on scotty, i keep sh+t pimpin’
i’m in a cat and this b+tch tinted
don’t p+ss me off, i slide up out this b+tch because it’s rented
lil +++ shootin’ at bricks, i swear he remind me of ben simmons
i’m tired of these snakes like samuel jackson
somebody take my arm, i’m throwin’ bullets just like patrick
o’block like a church, people get along ’cause they ain’t the only motherf+ckers clappin’
you probably think i’m rap cappin’, until this sh+t really start happenin’
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[outro]
yeah, i’ma make sure these n+ggas notice
shoebox baby, know he makin’ sure these n+ggas notice
like, shh+shh+shh+shh+shh, uh+huh
like, shh+shh+shh+shh+shh, yeah, come on

- shoebox baby lyrics

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