Hot Box lyrics
by Guap Tarantino
[Intro]
What, n*gga?
Shut up
Yeah
Squad, n*gga, y'all n*ggas know what the f*ck goin' on
You know what I'm sayin'?
You know what I'm sayin'? Been a big boss with this sh*t, since I was just little
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger), let's go
[Chorus]
n*ggas in the hood like to pop locks (Pop locks)
Slide on a n*gga in a hotbox (In a hotbox)
I was makin' racks off the laptop (Racks)
Go out to town, hit the mailbox, yeah (Racks, racks, racks)
Put a hundred rounds, make the Drac' lock (Brrt)
Catch your lil' ho at the nail shop (Yeah)
Be a cook, cook it up, rerock (Woo)
Serve it in the country with the peac*cks (Peac*cks)
Shawty tried to suck me 'til her knees lock (Knees lock)
Big Guap, n*gga, need big guap (Big guap)
Dropped a damn tape, now the streets locked (Streets locked)
n*gga got a K, make you freeze up (Yeah, yeah)
n*gga play with me, bet he get popped, yeah (Brrt)
I was makin' money with my damn pops (Racks)
I got in the street dodgin' damn cops (Yeah)
I bust down my Rollie, don't tick-tock (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse]
Took the game, hijack, came through projects
Hundred round drum make you hit, can't dodge that
Shawty went dumb on the di*k like, "Ride that"
Shawty put tongue on the di*k, no digest
I get fake love, but that sh*t in disguise (Yeah)
Boy, you a dub, I can see in your eyes (Yeah)
Got me a baddie, got meat on her thighs (Woo)
I pop an Addy, then go on the rise (Addy)
They see my diamonds, they know that I shine (Ah)
Know it's 'bout timing, this sh*t not surprise (Woo)
I wear my chain like a motherf*ckin' prize
I had to threesome that ho, yeah, she bi (Yeah)
Racks in the closet, these n*ggas don't know that (Yeah)
Don't know where I started, might have me a throwback (Racks)
Might go insane with the drank, havin' flashbacks (Brrt)
Used to go insane with the bank, gettin' cash back (Woop, woop)
Call me a truck, got a camera when I back back (Hah)
Ran off on the plug, boy, he not gettin' sh*t back (Come here)
Fat n*gga sh*t, yeah, your b*tch, she gon' dig that (Fat n*gga sh*t)
I'm in the 6 with a stick, gotta kick back (I'm in the 6)
Know what I'm doin', know what I'm doin' (Yeah)
Only thing I see is up now (Woo)
I throw the bag, that's a touchdown (Woo)
I got them racks, yellin', "racks" now, yeah (Racks, racks, racks)
[Chorus]
n*ggas in the hood like to pop locks (Pop locks)
Slide on a n*gga in a hotbox (In a hotbox)
I was makin' racks off the laptop (Racks)
Go out to town, hit the mailbox, yeah (Racks, racks, racks)
Put a hundred rounds, make the Drac' lock (Brrt)
Catch your lil' ho at the nail shop (Yeah)
Be a cook, cook it up, rerock (Woo)
Serve it in the country with the peac*cks (Peac*cks)
Shawty tried to suck me 'til her knees lock (Knees lock)
Big Guap, n*gga, need big guap (Big guap)
Dropped a damn tape, now the streets locked (Streets locked)
n*gga got a K, make you freeze up (Yeah, yeah)
n*gga play with me, bet he get popped, yeah (Brrt)
I was makin' money with my damn pops (Racks)
I got in the street dodgin' damn cops (Yeah)
I bust down my Rollie, don't tick-tock (Yeah, yeah)