Box

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Verse 1 – “Streets on Fire”

Scoot dropped, street’s rammed,
Sweat drips, smoke jammed.
Folk dancin’ up on balconies,
I’m deep in a lane, no IDs.
Beats punch loud,
Cans crack proud.
Actin’ chill, eyes lit—
Let the whole block lose it.

Pre-Chorus – Hype climbin’

Voddy-orange, in the mitt,
No bubbly for these thirsty twits.
Tequila slaps on T’s and skins,
Sip, laugh—no clock, no sins.

Chorus – Loop it till dawn

We out here, city vibes,
Rolled a rocket, caught the high.
Night’s burnin’, I play nice,
Pull the card, same device.

Chorus – again, louder

We out here, city vibes,
Rolled a rocket, caught the high.
Night’s burnin’, I play nice,
Pull the card, same device.
Voddy! Tequila!
Where the champers at? Right here, bruv!
That’s the mood, that’s the craft,
Forget yourself, just feel the blast.

Bridge – crowd chant, bounce bounce

Hey hey hey… it’s loud in the box!
Oh oh oh… I’m full in the box!
Hey hey hey… it’s smoke in the box!
Oh oh oh… I’m loose in the box!

(repeat)
Hey hey hey… it’s loud in the box!
Oh oh oh… I’m full in the box!
Hey hey hey… it’s smoke in the box!
Oh oh oh… I’m loose in the box!