Box Office REMIX
[Verse 1]

I ain’t gon lie I be cappin a lot
But it’s hard to resist when you stackin a lot
I got three on the road and a Jag in the lot
I can’t trust nobody so I back in the spot
I get the pussy come back for the top
I took a break but I’m back on the top
He try to Ricky his back gettin shot
Shit don’t lit til I step in the spot
Shit don’t get lit til I step in the function
Jimmy Choo all on her toes like a fungus
Been smokin weed since my ass was a munchkin
Businessman I’m talking packs at the luncheon
Married the money my bae green like Packers
Bitch I’m Banksy yall taggers
Bitch I’m HD yall actors
Bitch I’m 8 deep no tappin
Bitch I’m… bitch I’m the best in the room
I got a TEC wit the zoom
I’m well connected so I would suggest you don’t movе
I get it special from dude
I just mеt shawty and she want some ‘secc on her boobs
She think she steppin Lou-
I got that shit from Canal don’t be spending the loot
[Chorus]

Bitch I stay high
And my eyes always low
I’m wit a cutie she bi
And she steady pickin her fro
Box Office
This shit is a show
Box Office
I can’t even pick a flow

[Verse 2]

Leave him confused asking “what” like he Storck
Nelli gon freshen him up wit a fade
Breezy could spin you you call him a dork
I’m steady liftin these glasses like Gabe
I gotta get it can’t stop til I’m made
I gotta drop or I’ll never get saved
I gotta stop or you’ll never get played
I gotta cop or he never get payed
They tell me “it suck without you”
Your girl suck my dick and she don’t give a fuck about you
Find out ya room and we air that shit out
I gotta whole lotta guns: one on the hip, one inna couch
Say sum shit and it could end in ya mouth
I got a whole lotta accounts
Spent summers in London, spent summers in Laos
[Interlude]

[Verse 3]

Aight I done lit back up
I could stay low, but I’m always gon get back up
He start to doze tell him sit back up
He tryin to jack tell him jit back up
I killed this remix I think that I’m Wopo
Not tryna beef but I’m better than Guapo
We grind the beef wit the shells like a taco
I find the street out we spin in the Tahoe
I get a beat write a verse and I spit wit it
He got a  heater I snatch it and hit wit it
He got mew sneaks make his ass do a flip wit it
He on the street while I’m wit his girl hittin it
He Tryna buzz up but she can’t even hear it
I picked her up in my G engineering
She give me dome and it fuck up my steering
I had to stop seen the cops in the mirror

[Chorus]

Bitch I stay high
And my eyes always low
I’m wit a cutie she bi
And she steady pickin her fro
Box Office
This shit is a show
Box Office
I can’t even pick a flow