Album Cover DontTellMomTheBabySittersDead (feat. Eddy Baker)

DontTellMomTheBabySittersDead (feat. Eddy Baker)

BONES

5

Airblade

Backed in, get back, insane, pack outPackin′, get actin', get packed out

Back down, pass out, BONES be blacked out

Snuck my snub nose, passed the pat-down

Before I act out, I need the dope

Before I lash out, I need to know

Pick it up, my pistol flip a riddle

Then I let it blow

Riding in the motherfucking drop-top

Chevy, I′ma pedal to the metal

I'ma go like Petty

45 with a 50, big trunk got me heavy

Two shots, now he on the stairway to heaven

Pop-pop, buckshot, bitch shut the fuck up

If you live to tell, bitch you done lucked up

I'm the living hell and I know that′s fucked up

Brain in a cell, if they call, I′m locked up

Bad to the bone, bone, heart made of chrome, chrome

Ice in the chain got my blood running cold, cold

Looking at my catalog face on my lone

Looking at the world like it's all your fault, fault

100k flow, put ′em up in a vault

Nobody know what SESH be about

Only thing right with the world is us

No pass, just puff on the O's in my lungs (HealthySESH)

Big ass blunt, light it up while I′m swerving

Dirty ass mouth, wash my words down with bourbon

Bitch I don't rap, every verse is a sermon

My shooters some niggas that be burning down churches

Swear you all tough but we know you just actin′

All I get is big love, bitch I moved past it

Luger or the 40 Glock, still not lacking

Left him all bloody then I threw his ass a napkin

Mess with my reality, yeah I'm fully focused bitch

Stuntin' around town, getting knowledge from my older chick

All up on my dick, ′cause it′s longer than a ruler is

I didn't go to college I was hanging with the hooligans

Give no fucks, niggas know we made it cool again

Ice around my neck, colder than a cooler is

Lock-up in the spot with the gang, like a blizzard hit

Fuck a industry, I ain′t tryna be censored bitch

Built fast, life, thank god that I'm living it

Two girls with me, I feel like John Ritter did

Fucking on swell I don′t know where the sitter is

I'm not well I′m a menace like Dennis is

Real start bitch, light a blunt, then I go to rock

Every song hit like a bomb dropped in Iraq

I don't follow rules, bitch I do what I fucking want

All around the globe and the dope never ever stop