The Box (Freestyle) - B. Simone

B. simone with the tone

I heat it like a stove when it’s on the I play

Him like a song then I´m gone

Catch up with the flow then I’m on in a whole

Another zone more further then drove where you flown

Killing every show that I´m on double text if I’m gone on patrol

He call I don’t answer my phone you know that this is so good so

These niggas can’t leave me alone hoe

Ohh

Pack in the mail is here (Then what?)

I made a mill this year (How much?)

And it’s only the third of the year (Say what?)

My wrist like a chandelier (so ice)

Diamonds so wet like tears (yea yea)

Ferrari I switch the gears (vroom vroom)

I walk in the club they cheer (hooray)

Ay Mr. kirk lay your head right here

Double r double date ya nigga see me

Then he double take you bitches double

Fake

I make him eat it then i ate away

My bitches motivate and all you lame bitches do is hate look

Still grindin everyday like I ain’t got

Shit but got a full meal on my plate

Just got ten bands to post on

Instagram hurry up I got to post by eight

Look not a single rap bitch is a threat

Look up wrist up a tech?

Shine on my neck and my chest

Ya broke ass baby mama is such a

Mess I know you mad nigga what a regret

I do not flex

Choppa right under the desk

He say he hit it but we never met

You thought you was playa but I´m bellachic?

Rap bitches is lucky that I am not

Seriously rappin Pull up and I write

Like a napkin I do not like internet

Cappin You used to be poppin what

Happened I just showed up for the backend

My lyrics so raw that shit slappin Use

That for instagram captions nigga down

There you were lackin Brought my new

Nigga he packin

Trapping got bands out the mattress

Noo

If ya playing me keep it on the low

Cause my heart can’t take it anymore

And if ya creepin, please don’t let it show (yea)

In 2020 I ain’t fuckin with you hoes