Box Office Smash

Feat. Troy Ave We out here livin a movie nigga Based on a true story My whole bitch called, she want that old thing back 7 voice mails, but I ain’t even called back Ain’t about no money, I’ll prolly never call back Ragazino senior, motherfucker you heard that Nigga been that nigga since taj mahong caps Street fighter turbo tek and mortal kombat Niggas need this and tell them niggas to fall back Fuck her this track, I ain’t even want her old back Fred perry jackers for the fallen all black Gold lows on em hoe I know em I’m all that They say I’m single handely bringin new york back Miss me with that 90 shit and I’m back pack raps Let em blow the dice, when I roll em they talk back Get em girls, I be killin them head track What’s the word, them bitches know where it’s that Only joggin but I’m leading the first lap, let’s go [Hook] Not now, right now, do it right now Get your pop corn, dim the lights down My life’s about soft as smash Get your cameras and fin to make a movie on they ass Wassup, ok I done be grinding for a minute Wassup, ok, and now I’m shinin on these niggas Wassup, ok, and I’m here killin these niggas Wassup, wassup, so wassup Alright, alright, powder in this bitch, but your bitch away Dope boy swag, dealin bricks again Fuck what they say, all my coms pay Time is money and my rollie tell the date and day My life a movie yeah the lands nigga Motion picture, paper chasin in the benz nigga Rappers on the train, can’t see me on the track The hottest nigga out the purple, that’s a fact Fictional foes, a fillin with hoes, murder teen niggas they know Wassup, I’m in the kitchen now bout to cook up I’m on a whole another level, little nigga look up Sun shinin on em, ladder of success climbin on em No foes, just grinded on em I went from 10 grands to 4 birds while they team got thinner To sum it in 4 words, sure yeah, that nigga [Hook] Not now, right now, do it right now Get your pop corn, dim the lights down My life’s about soft as smash Get your cameras and fin to make a movie on they ass Wassup, ok I done be grinding for a minute Wassup, ok, and now I’m shinin on these niggas Wassup, ok, and I’m here killin these niggas Wassup, wassup, so wassup Life’s a bitch, but I bet she make a good bride Pussy dope, head great, even know she can’t cook rice But she bad and she roll that kush right Pretty brown round, skin like nabush right Too cool for school, hoppin out of that hoop right Fuck the world raw dog like she got a … Red and green, you tired These are not s dots, niggas still sleepin on me Snooze button, press stop Wake up next to a horse head my nigga Swiss and hunned tolki boards head my nigga This rap shit made my ego a little bigger Now I’m picking through bitches like coarse hair nigga With a fine tooth comb, tryina find tula bone Doing what I do, while you do is does are wrong What’s the word, them bitches know who I be Ragazino seneior hoe, I’m the first me, let’s go! [Hook] Not now, right now, do it right now Get your pop corn, dim the lights down My life’s about soft as smash Get your cameras and fin to make a movie on they ass Wassup, ok I done be grinding for a minute Wassup, ok, and now I’m shinin on these niggas Wassup, ok, and I’m here killin these niggas Wassup, wassup, so wassup