Lyrics Boxed In - Dirty Spook

Woah
I'm boxed in
Woah
I'm boxed in
Woah
I'm boxed in
Woah
I'm boxed in

These niggas still dying off hype
I gave this shit all of my life
I did some dirt
Tryna make it right
But I still remember them nights
I put that syrup in that sprite
Then I put that sprite on that Ice
No that hoe cannot spend the night
But yes I fuck if she my type
I'm boxed in

Might fuck on his hoe
For the fun of it
Said he got blues
He ain't touching shit
We just hit a piece
And I'm loving it
Send they SS
And they government
She don't give lip
Give me sucky
Yes I got the stick
And I'm bussing it
I don't fuck wit rats
I ain't trusting shit
Give me a reason I'm bussin it
I told her don't play with me bitch
Just play with yourself
I got bad bitches
They on the shelf
I got Beverly Hills hoes
New state of wealth
I'm in this bitch by myself

Woah
I'm boxed in
Woah
I'm boxed in
Woah
I'm boxed in
Woah
I'm boxed in

These niggas still dying off hype
I gave this shit all of my life
I did some dirt
Tryna make it right
But I still remember them nights
I put that syrup in that sprite
Then I put that sprite on that Ice
No that hoe cannot spend the night
But yes I fuck if she my type
I'm boxed in

Woah
I'm boxed in