Bitch I'm everything you ain't
Chevrolet with candy paint
Tripping every time we swerve
Nervous like I got no plates
Ever since I smoked that K
Every second, every day
I be crazier than the last
Maniac to touch the grave
I got my own
We smoking strong
Don't you ever worry about me cause I know what I'm doing
Bitch, I been on, they talking down
They lookin' sad, got a frown even since SESH been in town
Take it back to the old days
If you ask me if I make it
I say no way
Hoe please no this ain't the dope game
So how I'm gonna fly if I don't sell a thing
Now the game, wrapped up in my cellar frame
What's ya name? I barely bother to ask
The embodiment of trash I am lower than nothing
On a scale of what matters, I'm below what's on the bottom
And that ain't nada. I get shit bumping
BONES
