[BONES: VERSE 1] Doped up Take d** and I'm posting up On the stoop just rolling up Too many blunts, she say "hold up" Just ridin' 'round raining out, so we slidin' round Ba** baning like thunder storms Talk down see me pulling that lighting out And I'll strike ya, like striker See I roll your ashes and light ya Either way I'm with the team Or I'm with the KLVN Either way I ain't about to fight ya We're gonna find ya, and teach ya That everything ain't peaches See everything ain't gravy Get no handshake when I see you, b**h [BONES: HOOK(x2)] Getting cash, flowing fast Loading up my golden gat Golden 'Lac, diamond wheel Go so slow I'm riding still Living life so lavish I'm living life so lavish I got blunt guts in the basement I got blunt wraps in the attic [BONES: VERSE 2] I'm lurking, I'm swerving I roll blunts tighter than turbans A little turbulence on the .36 Going 96, that's murder See, 187 my rhyme scheme Rolex on my time piece Cuban Link on my f**ing neck I made that off of rhyming things And now I'm rhyming still, rhyming still Go so slow that I'm riding still