IfYou’reReadingThisTheb*tchFellOff lyrics

by

Eddy Baker


[Intro: BONES]
What?

[Verse 1: BONES]
Block get hot and they get cold feet (Feet)
Tock go the clock, in the dark I weep (Weep)
Laser with the dot, c*cked back when I sleep (Ahh)
Pop, now you rot, farewell to the weak (Weak)
Drop give me twenty, Sergeant BONES do you dirty
Purple heart, black lungs, camouflage, Glock 30 (Pow-pow-pow)
Hanging out the sunroof, cracking like a blunt do
f*ck what you 'bout, give a f*ck what you going through
Came up on my own two (Yeah, ayy)
Put you on mute talking 'bout how I owe you
b*tch, I made you, b*tch, I came through
Burnt down the game, can't nobody save you (Ayy)

[Chorus: BONES]
b*tches act hard til' I gotta pull they card
Now they acting like some hoes, oh no
Smoking, living large, pulling up in candy cars
TeamSESH to thе urn I go, oh

[Verse 2: Eddy Baker]
I'm with BONES and some DeadBoys in the cеmetery (b*tch)
Pistol on me with a suit, I feel like Dirty Harry (Pew-pew-pew)
When the sh*t hits the fan, we gon' see who standing (Yeah)
b*tch we took over the game and we ain't even plan it (We don't plan that sh*t)
This sh*t done got Jurassic, rugged rich ass bast*rd (Yeah)
Player in the game, you watching from the rafters
Get dough, and then go Casper (Cash)
Smoke dope, get high like NASA (Send off)
That .40 send him to the sky like I'm a f*cking pastor (Pew-pew-pew-pew)
All my life I rolled the dice, I check statistics after (Alright)
Been a wise guy since a kid, b*tch, I ain't just no rapper (Woah)
I been in and out the bank and I just can't stop laughing (Cash)
Feel like Tupac hologram, damn, I just can't stop rapping, man
[Chorus: BONES]
b*tches act hard til' I gotta pull they card
Now they acting like some hoes, oh no
Smoking, living large, pulling up in candy cars
TeamSESH to the urn I go, oh
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