Shoebox

[Intro]

(Money Musik)

(Money done geeked on this motherfucker)

[Chorus: OhGeesy]

Shoebox, stuff it up with Band-Aids, the rackades

Trap stay open, it don't close like a café

Two bricks of white, they like Mary-Kate and Ashley

Nothin' but that pressure if you look up in my ashtray

Shoebox, stuff it up with Band-Aids, the rackades

Trap stay open, it don't close like a café

Two bricks of white, they like Mary-Kate and Ashley

Nothin' but that pressure if you look up in my ashtray

[Verse 1: OhGeesy]

Ayy, so I'm slidin' to the pad (To the crib)

'Cause my son, yeah, he wanna see his dad

Ayy, then I'm slidin' to a bag

'Cause you know I'm all about that cash

'Bout that guinap

Bad model bitch, she give mе tinop

Gangster like Lennox

Jеfe, call the shinots

Used to move the blinocks

Took me to the tizzop

Ice cream man, but my name, it ain't no Wizzop

Geesy, he cold, that nigga icy

The one who from LA, not the A, I think they like me, ayy

Geesy, he cold, that nigga icy

The one who from LA, not the A, I think they like me, ayy

[Chorus: OhGeesy & Mozzy`]

Shoebox, stuff it up with Band-Aids, the rackades

Trap stay open, it don't close like a café

Two bricks of white, they like Mary-Kate and Ashley

Nothin' but that pressure if you look up in my ashtray

Shoebox, stuff it up with Band-Aids, the rackades

Trap stay open, it don't close like a café

Two bricks of white, they like Mary-Kate and Ashley

Nothin' but that pressure if you look up in my ashtray (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Mozzy]

High-rise bigger, these niggas sellin' dope

Million-dollar operation off this celly phone

"Let's get rich off your punani," what I tell these hoes

Lookin' for a captain save a, I can't help you hoes

You ain't tryna get stripped for you lil' chip, then what you tell me for?

You ain't tryna get rich, you sellin' zips and should be sellin' 'bows

Ask me for a stick, he out here funkin', I can't tell him no

Fucked her on occasions, then replaced her, she can't let it go

Hella stones, neckwear resemble Eskimos

Gas house, boobytrap, smell like Texaco

Passports, somethin' 'bout them whores from Mexico

I'm the one they checkin' with, I'm not the one they checkin' on

[Chorus: OhGeesy]

Shoebox, stuff it up with Band-Aids, the rackades

Trap stay open, it don't close like a café

Two bricks of white, they like Mary-Kate and Ashley

Nothin' but that pressure if you look up in my ashtray

Shoebox, stuff it up with Band-Aids, the rackades

Trap stay open, it don't close like a café

Two bricks of white, they like Mary-Kate and Ashley

Nothin' but that pressure if you look up in my ashtray