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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
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