Текст песни Put In a Box - Jay Kenzo

(Grah, grah, grah)
(If you, throw five, then I throw ten)
(If you, throw five, then I throw ten)
(If you, throw five, then I throw ten)
We're stuck where we are (If you, throw five, then I throw ten)

(Grah, grah, boom) Like a lemon, I stay with a lime
Walk in the spot with my bitch, she a dime
And my diamonds, this shit be on shine
Spinning the block, and a nigga just died
Told that nigga to fuck out my face then I flooded the wraith, now it shine like a dime
I could rap, y'all niggas just rhyme
Like a glock, yeah I stay with the nine
Yeah I stay with the nine millimeter
Catch him running like he Derek Jeter
He want respect, but that boy ain't Aretha
I'mma air this bitch out, where my heater?
Stay with the stripes like my name is Adidas, not an immigrant but I stay with a Visa
Streaming my songs, yeah a nigga on Deezer
I ain't Justin but she a Belieber
A Boogie, that bitch is a Skeezer
No OnlyFans, but that bitch want a teaser
Like 41, yeah I love to see red
Glock .41 send a nigga to bed
If he keep talking that shit on the net, then I'm spinning in his block and I'll leave him for dead
Knock the beef out his bun like it's sesame
Last night, yeah his bitch was caressin' me
I done took that lil' bitch to the crib and before I done knew it, man she was undressing me (she was undressing me)
(Grrt, bow, bow) Now the bitch keep on texting me
(Like bah)

Uh
Call Cammy, nigga gon' hit
Call Kenzo, nigga gon' hit
You throw, I throw, I blow out the brains out a nigga mosquito we bit
Said he bopping, he punchin' his hips, if he talking that shit, he get with a silenced
Niggas know I'm promoting the violence, none of these niggas ain't never on timing
I be flossin', I stay with a dentist
Call up Frankie, yeah he my apprentice
I pull up on the scene, got a scope with a beam, it ain't nothing I do, I can't mention
And no Scottie, a nigga been pimpin'
And that bitch looking like Mrs. Pippen
And the way that that bitch be on dick, and be feening for licks, yeah that bitch is addicted

Stay with a K, in that big EBK, yeah I'm big EBK, you get put in a box
Eat the cake? I'm eating her box, he tried to run and got lined by a thot (What the fuck nigga? What the fuck nigga? What the fuck nigga?)
Got a couple niggas in artillery
I be Clinton (clickin') these bitches like Hillary
Stay with a glock .35 like I'm Hilary, duffel the bag now I don't show no sympathy
And these niggas think that they my enemies
But these niggas cannot get ahead of me
Say you my brother, but you do not ride, get the fuck out my life little nigga, you dead to me
And I stay with some money like treasury
And I beat on my chest like I'm treasury
And your bitch, she be singing my songs and it's not 'cause my voice, it's just 'cause of the melody

(It's just 'cause of the melody nigga)
(It's just 'cause of the melody)

(Grah, grah)

(Niggas know I'm promoting that violence, none of these niggas ain't never on timing)