Tryna get my pockets swole, my boy he called me up and said
"BONES we need you on the block, some busters need to see they grave"
I hopped out the bed and grabbed the dope that's on my nightstand
Rolled one up and hopped inside the hoopty, then I'll be right there
Eyes red, ready to buck
Clickin' off them evil blunts
B***hes acting super tough 'til they see me steppin' up
Me, I hit the corner oh-so hard my tire damn near poppеd
Then I saw my boy and saw them pussies that was talkin' hot
Thrеw that b***h in park and hopped out clickin', let the weapon spark
Then they got to running while I'm chasing, 'bout to peep the spot
Standing over his body, now he crying, shaking, something sweet
Slowly dying, I'm replying, "Time to meet the reaper, B"
(**** around, get your head cracked) Psychopathic maniac
(Brains on the pavement) Once I pull it, ain't no comin' back
(**** around, get your head cracked) Psychopathic maniac
(Brains on the pavement) Once I pull it, ain't no comin' back
Mr. two-eleven, come and stay up out the morgue, ho'
Snake you for everything you own, but problem is I need more, ho'
Damn mother****er tried to play me for a plug, b***h
I pull up with demons every night and watch 'em dump clips
Pull up when the block is hot (Hot)
Wake up but the cat don't stop (Stop)
We need it done at the problem
I get it poppin', whatever you want (What?)
Lookin' at my face, don't bother me
I would never try to go cry to me
I cannot give a ****, bother the system my pace
But they're bound to three
And it be like that, yeah, yeah
B***h, it be like that, uh
Yeah, it be like that
What? Ayy, BONES