BONES lyrics

[Chorus]
I'm from the cold
Where a motherf*cker quick to sell his soul
You'd like to know
How to flick up on a pack and leave the bones
Well I don't know ya
Like you're from the nolia
Boy don't move your feet
A f*cking soldier
Who came out of nowhere
Murder on the scene
Just getting mean on 'em
Ion even gotta do it
Got a team that'll shoot a beam on 'em
Red and green just like it's seasonal
Cannot keep up with my pace you need to move
f*ck up out my face or you gon learn about the rules b*tch

[Verse 1]
I really do's it
Don't learn when that tool hit, and have contusions
b*tch cause when it's up, up, up and it's stuck
Guess what
I'll bust a slug, through your motherf*cking guts
Buck up
Up up my wrist
You don't wanna see that motherf*cker hit
I'm like the tip, of a shiv
The way I rip into this sh*t
I feel like Wick
Way I empty, load it, blow it out the clip
That boy got lint in his pocket, but still talking out his lip?
I got a di*k like a rocket it, and it's launched into yo b*tch
I'm f*cking up
Yuh, I hit the sky from outer space like I'm on fire
Don't need to lurk around yo b*tch she wanna f*ck me boy
And you know I just might
Pull up out her tracks and when I f*ck I like the flesh tight
[Bridge]
Uh, uh, uh
And b*tch I'm back at it
Like a crack addict
Take your breath no asthmatic
b*tch, I'm a bad habit
No semi it's automatic
It's automatic, yuh
No semi it's automatic
It's automatic, yuh

[Verse 2]
Brace for the hit
My minds a deadly weapon
Very mighty
You'll miss migraines when I blow your head off
In the high rise I95 with 9 lives
Drinking mai tais, oh, my, my
I hope they never see the bright side
No bright side
His body stranded, it's a high tide
The night sky, filled by the moon
And it got wide eyes, there's no hiding
You can run but boy my snow tires don't get tired
No pus*y you ain't from the cold
[Chorus]
Where a motherf*cker quick to sell his soul
You'd like to know
How to flick up on a pack and leave the bones
Well I don't know ya
Like you're from the nolia
Boy don't move your feet
A f*cking soldier
Who came out of nowhere
Murder on the scene
Just getting mean on 'em
Ion even gotta do it
Got a team that'll shoot a beam on 'em
Red and green just like it's seasonal
Cannot keep up with my pace you need to move
f*ck up out my face or you gon learn about the rules b*tch