Lyrics:
call me box tree
Dont call me psycho tree
Dont call me box tree
Dont call me don't call me baby
Dont call me box tree
Dont call me psycho tree
Dont call
I got ice all on my neck, running up a check
Checking every box, call me hungry box
What else do you know? Captain of my soul
Finna prevail, see
I press the buttons now
Voice keeps poppin' on the call box out
Mop-man, do you receive?
Ten-four, I gotta pull out
I got an ETA, five-thirty
I press the buttons now
Voice keeps poppin' on the call box out
Mop-man, do you receive?
Ten-four, I gotta pull out
I got an eta, five-thirty
want some dead opps.
The Lead pop make a movie out him call it red box.
Head Shots, give him Head Shots I want some dead opps.
The Lead pop make a movie
inna one fi diss di Gaza Badman
Yuh inform pan Johnny, Mice and Ratbat
And haffi run weh from Sea
View weh yuh come from
And a call man chatta box
Anyway
let's get it dirty!
[Chorus: x2]
These boys from the bottom are obsessed with old school Chevy's
We call 'em verts and donks, some we call box
are obsessed with old school chevys
We call 'em verts and donks, some we call box chevys
Seven-duece, seven-trey, seven-four, seven-five
M-I-A-M-I
the bottom are
Obsessed with old school Chevys
We call 'em verts and donks
Some we call box Chevys
Seven-duece, seven-trey, seven-four
Seven-five m I A M I
I press the buttons now
Voice keeps poppin' on the call box out
Mop-man, do you receive?
Ten-four, I gotta pull out
I got an eta, five-thirty
Is back in town you better go
This is a mercy mission
A voice you'll never hear again
From a southside call box
Oh, winged demons are the hardest
BACK IN TOWN
YOU BETTER GO
THIS IS A MERCY MISSION
A VOICE YOU'LL NEVER HEAR AGAIN FROM A SOUTHSIDE CALL BOX
WINGED DEMONS ARE THE HARDEST
back in town
You better go
This is a mercy mission
A voice you'll never hear again from a southside call box
Winged demons are the hardest
can't see a thing
Your check engine light popped up
It's feeling like bad luck or what not
You tried to maneuver all the
Way to the call box
But one lane
twisting, twisting by the pool
And we can still get information
Reading all about inflation
And you're never gonna be out of reach
There's a call-box
be out of reach
There's a call-box on the beach
So one, a two
A one, a two, a three
Alright
We're just twisting by the pool
And we're
twisting, twisting by the pool
And we can still get information
Reading all about inflation
And you're never gonna be out of reach
There's a call-box
get on down
Anyway you see it, get on down
Anyway you see it, get on down
Anyway you see it, get on down
Clear all the data box
Call all
are obsessed with old school chevys
We call 'em verts and donks, some we call box chevys
Seven-duece, seven-trey, seven-four, seven-five
M-I-A-M-I
are obsessed with old school chevys
We call 'em verts and donks, some we call box chevys
Seven-duece, seven-trey, seven-four, seven-five
M-I-A-M-I
and n-words, is it a curse or power?
All I want is hearing where it goes; we came here. Right. Now where?
Canal street is Pandora’s box, I call it box of lost
a beeper
All these diamonds in my wrist watch
Still fucking hoes off the tiktok
Might fuck a bitch in my flip flops
Beat pussy call it beat box
Fuck her
on me 20s on me da closet denim on me,
It ain’t hard to see my plug be backing that truck in puttn dat pressure on me
I’m n dat Chevy just call it a box
a fade, I can't go back to the bottom
If I spot em, I got em, I make a call, and bro box em
So get out my way, ain't no stop, I'm gas and no brakes
I'ma do
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