Yahh
Look at my wrist, Lit Lit
Bitch I gotta box, Gift Gift
Hop out my drop, lift Lift
She know I'ma shark, Big Fish
Put you in a box, Gifted
Do you wanna box, Gift Gift
If you do not, my nigga then Stop
Cuz murder is a Business
F*ck is you sayin bitch I am that nigga
He was alive then we made him a picture
Wanna go missin come f*ck wit my niggas
My lawyer a jew my accountant a nigga
Boxes for sale in the back of the sprinter
He say he want beef I say I want dinner
TooHundred just mad I f*cked on his sister
But he not a problem and he not no issue
Police can't save you when bullets come get you
This gun from the army but I stole this pistol
These sluggas run through you like food when you doo-doo
They thinkin you Su-woop cuz blood on yo Gucci's
God bless his mama I don't wanna be her
They hit that nigga like son had a seizure
He took them hits like his name was Mayweather
But he do not box he just pussy forever
Look at my wrist, Lit Lit
Bitch I gotta box, Gift Gift
Hop out my drop, lift Lift
She know I'ma shark, Big Fish
Put you in a box, Gifted
Do you wanna box, Gift Gift
If you do not, my nigga then Stop
Cuz murder is a Business