Out Da Box Ola Runt

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[Intro]
(YT, play that shit)

[Chorus]
Shoot out the box (Wow)
Hatin' nigga wanted smoke, now he in a coffin (Damn)
Trappin' out grandma's with grams
EBT, got a bitch with the stamps
I flew to Cali and found me a plug
Like LeBron, I went MIA
Shoot like UFC, they hit his face
Ola, he came up out that 6 and he got hits like Drake
I'm on stage, but I ain't graduate
Never had no curfew, I just come in late
No competition, but I'm in first place

[Verse 1]
If she really like me, let me hit first date
These niggas envy, wanna switch my plates
They rats, gon' put 'em in their maze
I know I'm blessed because I didn't get grazed
Gotta have precision like a cowboy
And these niggas envy me like Calboy
'Fore I had kids, you were my child, boy
Coulda went to college, but I chose to be a wild boy
Cold heart, but I'm a hot boy
Valet parking spot, boy
Profit, what I got, boy
Bag on his head, now he dead