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Barry Bones
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Lyrics
Even down to my last still got gas bitch it's nothin
Got some weed got some pills got some cash yea that's nothin
Cop some sneaks cop a grill grab a bag bitch it's nothin
Even when I'm in the Buick pull a bad bitch it's nothin
Even down to my last still got gas bitch it's nothin
Got some weed got some pills got some cash yea that's nothin
Cop some sneaks cop a grill grab a bag bitch it's nothin
Even when I'm in the Buick pull a bad bitch it's nothin
Hop out the whip I'm shorter
Shorty a 5 to 10 I'm on it
Car that I drive yea that bitch is an oldie
Shorty she older than that still horny
You know it's nothing to rent they loaning
I turned my watch into liquid morning
Dew on her body she tanning for me
Look at them titties they painted on her
Nipping and tucking that skin still gorgeous
Sipping and rolling that blunt still going
But I don't be partaking
The spot for your car taken
I pulled my ship in it
And I got some shit in it
Tryna measure up to me nigga and I bring the stick wit me
I go to airports when they closed
Run into mansions when no ones home
I got that money on my mind
Please don't mind the mess on the stove
My bitch she cooking up breakfast
The homie whipping up a necklace
Running game keeps me restless
27 Still reckless
Even down to my last still got gas bitch it's nothin
Got some weed got some pills got some cash yea that's nothin
Cop some sneaks cop a grill grab a bag bitch it's nothin
Even when I'm in the Buick pull a bad bitch it's nothin
Even down to my last still got gas bitch it's nothin
Got some weed got some pills got some cash yea that's nothin
Cop some sneaks cop a grill grab a bag bitch it's nothin
Even when I'm in the Buick pull a bad bitch it's nothin
Got a bag and it's nothin
See these crabs in a bucket
Yea they hating that I'm stunting
Man somebody pass the onions
I can cry for em
Somebody die for em
The way they talking the homie might take they life from them
Now check the strap in my pocket
That's the smallest one I got
It can make a hole the size of Texas and Iraq
And I started from the Buick never had the I-Roc
And I'm sliding in his main girl I'm thinking she's a thot
Pastor calling says his daughter need a ride from California
Picked her up in Sarasota she ain't even make it over
She giving head to get ahead to me that's not a problem
She got a few degrees and can't use them they ain't nothin
Writer(s): Barry Bones
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