歌词
Uh, .46 inside the roof
My Smith it never listen, I can't tell it what to do
Trick her, boom, make a SunnyDay gloom
BONES on the block, turn that bitch to breaking news
Live from the booth, feelin' like JA (feelin' like JA)
Pillow talking witty bitch, you think you're JY?
Big boys like little man, like Alpha M, like yay high
You try to squabble down, we stomped 'em out, then crossed 'em up like AI
White finger on my semi, boolin' 'round my side of town, town
Stepping to the DeadMan, take ya bitch and buck 'em down, down
Bumping like surround sound
Think I feel it now, now
Pick 'em up, lift 'em off (Fuck it)
Put 'em in the ground, ground
Written by: BONES, drew the architect
