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REMIX TO RODDY RICCH THE BOX! ENJOY!
*LYRICS*
Hook:

I just put a opp in the box.
Put his soul up in a box.
Then put some money in the box.
Saving for my brother in the box.
Screw all the feds, and the opps.

Pour up the whole damn drank, imma go crazy.
Now if I up that pole, you gotta pay me.
I need about 10 milli, talkin rack racks.
I know that shit sound wack, but that's fact facts.
I called my brother up, like where you at.
He told me slime pull up, I'm like slatt slatt.
I cant ever trust these hoes, callem rat traps
I do this for my bros, no cap cap.

Verse:

Pour up the whole damn drank, imma go crazy.
Dont try to play me.
Niggas think its sweet, must be sippin on sweet tea.
Get out the way pussy, sound like beep beep.
Hater this a 3 peat, you cant defeat me.
I,
go so hard for my city.
I,
sip so much, feelin sleepy. 
Bye.
Dont know when... I felt this high.
This one for the gang.
Shout out to the crew.
This one for them suckas who ain't fukhin wit you.
Yea, this one for them bitches who ain't loving on you.
Yea, life is full of lies, but stay true to you.
Yea, rollin off this gucci, got me gucci to.
Speeding like a mazi, do a looptyloop.
Money come and go like a hula hoop.
Brodie he a shooter, he the one who hoop.


Hook:

I just put a opp in the box.
Put his soul up in a box.
Then put some money in the box.
Saving for my brother in the box.
Screw all the feds, and the opps.

Pour up the whole damn drank, imma go crazy.
Now if I up that pole, you gotta pay me.
I need about 10 milli, talkin rack racks.
I know that shit sound wack, but that's fact facts.
I called my brother up, like where you at.
He told me slime pull up, I'm like slatt slatt.
I cant ever trust these hoes, callem rat traps
I do this for my bros, no cap cap.
*REMIX*

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