yung keeta - boxing lyrics
[chorus]
moving i been cuising
hot sh+t, bruce lee pop him
hold that boy rob him
broad day drop him
(?) brought that f+cking strap he don’t do boxing
yeah on the top floor eating steak on boss sh+t
smoking green in the topics
he ain’t got no money stop it
need that f+cking pack lock in
[verse]
and i locked in with my brothers
brand new whip and i got the same one for my gang in all different colors
i’m shooting for them on my mother
keepin’ it p like i’m gunna
i will never shoot for n0body other
keeping that sh+t under covers
(?) lover
[chorus]
moving i been cuising
hot sh+t, bruce lee pop him
hold that boy rob him
broad day drop him
(?) brought that f+cking strap he don’t do boxing
yeah on the top floor eating steak on boss sh+t
smoking green in the topics
he ain’t got no money stop it
need that f+cking pack lock in
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