Bold Boldy James

[Intro]
(Yeah)
It's ConCreatures (Sig Sauer Boys)
Boldy Blocks
227, yeah, uh-huh

[Verse 1]
Brave and courageous in Detroit, Michigan (Bold)
It's grazings, abrasions, and eight-ball hemorrhages (Cold)
Straight shell cases, ARs, Remingtons (Uh-huh)
Springfields and gages tear apart ligaments
Separatin' them gang stars from gentlemen (Yup)
Redecoratin' paint jobs and interior (Uh-huh)
It's serious, put the pipin' on his leather seats
Left his mirror tints spider-webbed in his V (Splash)
Taco meat on your driver seat, split your lima bean
The four-pound llama beam'll down him and gut him clean
When they visit him in trauma, full-body sling (Huh)
His baby mama and his mama hollerin', screamin'
"My baby never hurt nobody, why that fucking heathen (Bold)
Boldy shoot him?" Now them bullets botherin' his breathin' (Cold)
Now every time that it rains, he think about that evenin'
For heartache and painkillers, blame ConCreatures

[Chorus]
Bold, my trigger finger is itchy-scratchy
Right, my middle finger, it grip that maggie
Tight, my ring fingers embrace my gun
Yikes, and my pinky fingers anchor my thumbs
Strike, the thumb on my other hand click the hammer
Yup, my left index is ambidextrous
Left fuck-you finger the reason I squoze (Cold)
Put them gloves on and teach you the meaning of Bold