[Verse 1: Xavier Wulf]
I made a note to myself to keep smokin' and never stop
Am I a bad person 'cause I don't give a fuck a lot
My girl know I lie, how the fuck am I 'sposed to stop
Hoes on my dick from right here down the damn block
I'ma keep it real I flip but I never flop
77 dollars on a hunna come holla back
I know you got some weed, give it all and don't hold back
Nigga fuck you mean, you know I need all of that
Zanpakto on yo ho can you handle that
Hell to the nah weak nigga go runnin' back
I'm sittin' in a cave with a rave goin' in the back
Ain't nobody hear it but myself and the blood splatter
I don't give a fuck 'cause nothin' doesn't matter
I'm on LSD, all I hear is a bitch laughin'
Nigga find me in an acid casket (In an acid casket)
[Verse 2: BONES]
Ridin' all alone, I ain't never goin' home
Stayin' right here, I ain't got nowhere to go
I don't got a phone good luck tryna' call
Backwoods gettin' rolled and the sky gets dark
Clouds roll in, find it hard to stop the pain
Tryna' go Backside, tryna' stop the rain
Flashbacks play every time I hear your name
Wake up from a dream, hundred blunts to the face
Now I'm ridin' slow, back to the place that I ought to go
Now I'm ridin' slow, boys don't know but your girl know it's BONES
I made a note to myself to keep smokin' and never stop
Am I a bad person 'cause I don't give a fuck a lot
My girl know I lie, how the fuck am I 'sposed to stop
Hoes on my dick from right here down the damn block
I'ma keep it real I flip but I never flop
77 dollars on a hunna come holla back
I know you got some weed, give it all and don't hold back
Nigga fuck you mean, you know I need all of that
Zanpakto on yo ho can you handle that
Hell to the nah weak nigga go runnin' back
I'm sittin' in a cave with a rave goin' in the back
Ain't nobody hear it but myself and the blood splatter
I don't give a fuck 'cause nothin' doesn't matter
I'm on LSD, all I hear is a bitch laughin'
Nigga find me in an acid casket (In an acid casket)
[Verse 2: BONES]
Ridin' all alone, I ain't never goin' home
Stayin' right here, I ain't got nowhere to go
I don't got a phone good luck tryna' call
Backwoods gettin' rolled and the sky gets dark
Clouds roll in, find it hard to stop the pain
Tryna' go Backside, tryna' stop the rain
Flashbacks play every time I hear your name
Wake up from a dream, hundred blunts to the face
Now I'm ridin' slow, back to the place that I ought to go
Now I'm ridin' slow, boys don't know but your girl know it's BONES
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