[Verse 1: Bones]
Looking life Wolfwood
Feeling like Vash
Three moons in the sky
Two blunts in my hand
Blade on my waist if you tryna take a stance
Zero patience, quit the playing
Come and do just what you said
I got money in the mattress, bones in the casket
No, I don't know you but I know you ain't rapping
And the teenage corpse, never catch me in a Porsche
Rather creep through these alleys till I'm back up in the dirt
[Chorus x4]
Riding, sliding, dollar sign eyelids
[Verse 2: Eddy Baker]
b**h, I'm getting paid now
Money in my PayPal
Known as the mantle, what them haters got to say now?
Getting cash, life is great
Eating shrimp fried rice with steak
f**ing hella hoes, I don't ever take 'em out on dates
Me and Bones rolling up that dank, getting hella bank
Smoking out the zip, all day, put away your 8
Black shades cover up my face
I can't see the hate, take a Backwood to the dome
Then I meditate
We ain't never gave a sh**, we just out here stacking chips
D boy fire plus I'm higher than a mountain is
Dirty money all up in my hands and I'm counting it
Headed to the top, will I make it? You can count on it, b**h