Boombox

Bitches ain't the same, yeah yeah I can't wait to fade away yeah Bitches ain't the same, yeah yeah I can't wait to fade away Yeah, speed limit unlimited Speak of the devil When I pull up to your crib These niggas talk shit I don't talk I blue tick Nay' le walk When I cop a new kick Call the cops On second thought Don't do the things I wouldn't do if I were you Got all my niggas blowing up like a balloon Over the moon I pay the price for a nice time I'd probably die for a night life Where the party at Where the bitches at This is what the doctor recommended Two four cups for the day Daily dosage Somebody check the coast Somebody check the coast They try to get me locked up Get me apprehended Bitches getting cuffed up Over first impressions