Work The Box

[Verse 1]
Dylan is an evil man decidedly
I decided early to offer early retirement
Breaking down your mind and terrorizing your environment
And operate just like a grooming gang with my requirements
Daddy, do it my way
Dirty Dylan dice clay
I love myself so much I wish that I could multiply me
Deep sea diving, deep inside of the psyche
The mind of the savage is the kind that I might be
Funky like Bo-hana man I'm still a straight P I M P
These hoes got take advantage of me
Juice up in they ivy
Goddess of the Devil the only spirit that guide me
And when I get behind her she say Satan get behind me
Now remind me, now remind me
What you doing if it isn't getting me a Breitling
Chaser of the hundreds and a child of the 90's
I'm straight monopolizing Milton Bradley tryna find me
Take me to the money, I don't got no time to sight see
Sight set on season of means of making my nightly
Loud like a sireen, flashy like a high beam
Fuck an Uber I would rather make a bitch drive me
What's the deal, Doctor Dylan, Peter Steele
Doctor Dylan keep his hoes rotating like a steering wheel
And I will go Baliil, cherry pick and windmill
On a broken-hearted lizard if it's snipping at my heel

[Chorus]
Work the box, work the box
Get the notch, work the box [4x]