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Joey Bada$$ - Hotbox (feat. Nyck Caution)

Joey Bada$$ - Hotbox (feat. Nyck Caution) Produced by: Kirk Knight Year: 2013 Album: Funkmaster Flex: Who You Mad At? Me Or Yourself? Follow Joey Bada$$: ►Youtube:    / profckingera   ►Facebook:   / fckingbadass   ►Twitter:   / joeybadass   ►Instagram:   / joeybadass   ►Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/2P5sC... All rights and credits goes to the artists. I do not own the songs. Buy their music and support them! Check my second channel "FROATGANG": ►    / @eschinator   Follow FROAT: ►Facebook:   / froat   ►Instagram:   / finestrapofalltime   ►Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/user/froat-f... ►Soundcloud:   / finestrapofalltime   ►Twitter:   / froatthegoat   ►Tumblr:   / finestrapofalltime   Lyrics: [Intro] Ride for my niggas on site Ride for my niggas on site Ride for my niggas on site [Verse: Joey BADA$$] The flows is acidic Cruising in a slow-ass Civic, I got gas, hit it Hold up, cops passed, I stop, laugh, hit it Jakes is snake lizards, if they smell they won't come hither Nigga, I hisses at your misses Slither down her throat, spit her up, (mmm) delicious I'm too malicious, this one for my mistresses In distress, cause positions that I put 'em in could stretch Can't contest him, get the rude boy vexed True shotta give him two shots, rude bwoy fi dead Boom, bye bye in a batty man head The sooner I die, sooner them gets ahead So you do the math Put the pieces to the puzzles like Voodoo in the trap No strings attached In fact, it's all connected in the sense, neglected in the Cents, plus well collecting my respect [Hook] X2 They say we too loud, we need to turn it down I copped a pound, now I'm 'bout to burn it down Hotbox in this bitch know I'm burnin' out And what I'm learning now is still more trees to go around [Verse: NYCk Caution] Pick the weapon up and use it Deceptive tactics never get between me and my music Reason for that livin' condition you livin' a witness, a god with his mic Starry nights ain't never come, cause they don't go where it's bright So how the fuck can I go shine, when my constellation dim I conversate with momma just to know where I begin Then condensate yo' armor so it's weaker by your limbs Blast the speakers when you speak up cause you bleak in measurement Stay relentless if you get it Second place is ours we're clocking in any minute (Alright) Cause first is not imagined They got me cursed with this new apparent future That I will never reinsert my fuckin' balance I'm a frog, you a cricket - once was just a tadpole And I'm still a tad poe' trying to fix it They ballin' with no limits, reckless in the Rari's So how the fuck you expect me to be civil in Civics [Hook] X2 They say we too loud, we need to turn it down I copped a pound, now I'm 'bout to burn it down Hotbox in this bitch know I'm burnin' out And what I'm learning now is still more trees to go around