One, two, three, four, five

Six blunts and your boy come alive

Skull and bones, I'm dressed to the nines

Offline, don't hit my line

Bright eyes when the lights go by

Not a soul on Earth like I

15 when I said goodbye

Sesh skull on the grip of the knife

Spiderweb blunts I'm sparkin'

Find me where the day has darkened

Key to the underground, keep it in my pocket

Reach for the fuckin' crown, leave with your arm ripped off, off

Ice in the Voss, neck wrist finger, evеrything on the rocks

Get 'em all to flock, I don't gotta brag a lot

Thеy know deep down, BONES always 'bout to drop

Dead motherfucker, how you flip it like that?

Put the hearse on chrome, how you dip it like that?

Mac named BONES, I ain't into all that

Lookin' like dome, not the one for stop charge

Act like a hoe, get treated like a bitch

Heard a knock on the door, get greeted with the switch

Blood on the floor and my dope need to be lit

Got a five on the low and the seven make 'em itch