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Stereo sound
The shit get loud inside the BOOSTBOX
Only shit that come out the ground inside the BOOSTBOX
Lan' lan' come around
Throw that shit in the BOOSTBOX
Fam' bam' come around
We break open the BOOSTBOX
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Three eighty BOOSTBOX
Set it ablaze inhaling flames off the BOOSTBOX
Smoke in the place stuck in the haze from the BOOSTBOX
Faded and dazed faded for days in the BOOSTBOX
Niggas is fried the shit getting live inside the BOOSTBOX
Catching a vibe I'm catching a vibe up in the BOOSTBOX
Crashing the ride the shit gets wild inside the BOOSTBOX
Catching a high lowering my eyes off of that BOOSTBOX
I don't give a f*ck 'bout your weapon this not a boombox
I don't give a f*ck how you steppin' it's not a shoebox
Bass in the speakers make it rumble the fucking jukebox
Wilding I'm Riley and I'm blunting the fucking boondocks
F*ck your vocation it's low vibrations inside the BOOSTBOX
For celebrations it's libations inside the BOOSTBOX
It's a vacation then we relocating the BOOSTBOX
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Three eighty BOOSTBOX
Catching a wave flooding the waves with the BOOSTBOX
Smoke in the place stuck in the haze from the BOOSTBOX
Faded and dazed faded for days in the BOOSTBOX
Only got my faith in Allah and my fucking eye drops
Niggas pulled up with half a blunt and a fucking iPod
Can't f*ck with niggas with no respect for the hotbox
Smoke in the face send all my evils out of eyeshot
Niggas get lifted brushing the ashes off my Carhartt
Niggas get gifted paying fifty dollars for cardstock
Mama please lift me, ma I'm tripping
I'm having dark thoughts
Probably got some shit in the box that'll make your heart stop
I got pressure, paranoia, and panic inside the BOOSTBOX
Niggas turning flowers to magic inside the BOOSTBOX
I got trauma, sorrow, and problems inside the BOOSTBOX
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Three eighty BOOST BOX
Stuck in my brain drifting away in the BOOSTBOX
Niggas is crazy starting shit outside of the BOOSTBOX?
Throw out the cigarettes and spark what's inside the BOOSTBOX
These niggas off of the shit
These niggas awfully sick
These niggas hella faded
But these niggas medicated
Said these niggas are very fried
These niggas rarely cry
These niggas smoke and get high
These niggas broken inside
These niggas off of the shit
These niggas awfully sick
These niggas hella faded
But these niggas medicated
Said these niggas are very fried
These niggas rarely cry
These niggas smoke and get high
These niggas broken inside
They talking down on the the way we live
At least we live something
They talk about what the f*ck we give
At least we give something
They try to tell us we gotta heal
But never heal nothing
They try to tell us the way to feel
At least we feel something
But lately I don't feel nothing
Mama I wanna feel something
F*ck it
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Three eighty BOOST BOX