Walkin' through the catacombs

Bitches tryna tag along

.Exe up on your man if he act Microsoft

Macintosh, havin' thoughts

Hundred and one blunts and a glass of Voss

Wanna chill, ask your boss

Hope that job is payin' off

Cash, cash, cash, all I fuckin' see is cash

Get cash, cash, cash, dollar signs when I ash

Spacebar, race car, flip it like a face card

Like me till they see me, now they wanna play the race card

White in the night, drinkin' fire, smokin' ice

Just a skinny white pimp named BONES with the knife

No chain, no games, never catch me in the Range

If I catch you within range, feel the reach of my blade

Feel it in your veins, feel it in your blood

Take you out the frame, put you in the mud

I'm the one to blame 'cause you're the one that does

Put it on me, I don't mine feelin' fucked up