What?
SESH
Boo
Rolling up dope
Pimp named Bones, switchblade in my coat
I dont need hoes, I dont need dough
Bitch, Im flowing and going the way the rest wont go
Im the best, yall know, shit, wilding out
One million blunts, now Im losing count
Riding round, its just me and Boo
Bucket seats on my old school
Bass in the trunk and its knocking and thumping
Im taking them lanes out my Chevrolet
Jumping and snapping, Im booming and clapping
Im shaking the earth like everyday
Everyway, bitches say anything to get a pay
Anything to get it good, thats just just like everyday
Im locing, Im doping, my girl dead, she hopeless
She overdose, I roll a bone, Im zoning out while Im smoking
The razor blade flicking, the teenage demon
The slim young punk, in the alleyway scheming
Young Charles Manson, these bitches think Im handsome
Aint showered in a week, still these bitches like cancer
Bitches like anthems but I dont rap for that
Take a beat and make it mine and then I let you have it back
Bones
When you see me you know
That its some shit, cause I dont come out
Ill be in yo house, Im on the couch with the pistol out
When you see me you know
That its some shit, cause I dont come out
Ill be in yo house, Im on the couch with the pistol out
When you see me you know
That its some shit, cause I dont come out
Ill be in yo house, Im on the couch with the pistol out
When you see me you know
That its some shit, cause I dont come out
Ill be in yo house, Im on the couch with the pistol out
Smoking weed to calm me down, cause I be the crazy lady
Dont got my straight jacket, but I got a full metal jacket if you bitches wanna feel a lot of pain
Come and test my gangsta, Ima send you hoes to hell
And send yo mama flowers, telling her I wish her well
All black on with the mask like Jason, covering my face, Im player hating, you snitching bitches couldnt tell
You already know how we do it up in Memphis
The rumors are true, man, I catch you bitches slipping
Call my nig, tell him that, I got ammo, grab my gat
You better not think the shit a game, mane
I aint no killer but I will do my thang, mane
One, two, three, Ill send them killers at ya, bitch, Im a fucking OG
And I smoke OG, K-U-S-H all in me
Got me feeling hella mellow, never met a nigga or a bitch that could stand up to my team
Snort that coke up off the table, feeling like Im Scarface
Ill send pass with all my haters but I quickly erase
Them, they aint on my radar no more
All of my niggas, they be trained to go
Fucking with pimping, they will cut your throat
Yall chase the Caddies with 10s on them hoes
Mane, you hoes weak as water
And most of you sucka ass niggas be flodging
1990s gangsta shit, you dont wanna jump into the high seat with the piece again, bitch
When you see me you know
That its some shit, cause I dont come out
Ill be in yo house, Im on the couch with the pistol out
When you see me you know
That its some shit, cause I dont come out
Ill be in yo house, Im on the couch with the pistol out
When you see me you know
That its some shit, cause I dont come out
Ill be in yo house, Im on the couch with the pistol out
When you see me you know
That its some shit, cause I dont come out
Ill be in yo house, Im on the couch with the pistol out