[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