WeDontBelieveYou

BONES

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    Say you runnin' and gunnin' and buckin' and thuggin'
    I can't believe that shit (No sir)
    Say you juggin' and movin' that work by the unit
    I don't believe that shit (No sir)
    If that bitch do not say that I am the hardest
    I don't believe that bitch (No sir)
    If yo' girl was mine I would jump in your mind
    And I get up and leave that bitch
    That money you holdin' I know that it's stolen
    I don't believe that shit (No sir)
    That Glock that you flashin' I know that it's plastic
    We don't believe that shit (No sir)
    If my blunt is rolled then I'm ready to smoke
    I'd never leave that bitch (No sir)
    If money was somehow turned into a woman
    You'd never see that bitch (No sir)

    All of you niggas is stupid, I sit back and do this
    I rather you clueless, I sneak up and change evolution
    Solution be kill off the industry
    Rather the heathens who plot to attack at me
    Who could say why I'm a tragedy?
    My plans are magically made with miraculous accuracy (Ooh)
    I could attack quickly (Ooh)
    Who are you to a damn masterpiece?
    Selena come back just to sing to me
    I don't know if I am even controlling me
    I kill then I sleep, then smoke and repeat
    I see you at dawn with the fleet with me (Ooh)
    We swing and we cut and repeat till it's dusk
    I don't let these hoes come finesse on me (Ooh)
    Ho clean yourself up, you can look but don't touch

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    Bitch don't say that I'm not with the shit
    I do nothing, but slaughter the bitch
    Godfather whip, black charms on the stick
    Tie you up from yo arm to your wrist
    Give no fucks, bitch, I'm armed to the tech
    So show nuff' and you'll be found in a tip
    With a S on my chest, you can call me Clark Kent
    No vest on your chest, then a tip to your head (Bitch)
    Sucka I'm coming, ain't nowhere to hide
    Ride with a nigga or die for yo pride
    Ride in disguise, with red in my eyes
    My phone on my lap with my grip on the side
    Nigga try me then he ready to die
    Take what you own then make it all mine
    Bitch I've been doing this, niggas is new to this
    Kill everything and fuck it I'm through with it, bitch

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    Composition: Bones, Xavier Wulf, and Chris Travis

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