Skeletons Run the City
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
Ain't that funny
That bitch want my money
Just give that honey
She is gonna feel me in her tummy
Nah I'm like Dennis the menace
She plays my mind of tennis
Like I'm her fetish
She's after the lettuce
But I ascended
Like I was the president
She wasn't a resident
She was just irrelevant
Played with her for the hell of it
She heard the development
I was out like a new element
Big as an elephant
Left to the skeleton
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
I need a little bit of time waiting
The competition I'm annihilating
The crossfire looking like a bon fire
I'm the light i got these pupils dilating
I be eating and I'm finishing much
Hit yo body with that finishing touch
I'm-ma rider ma i go miles i'll drown the whole town when i finish and bust (oh my)
Head high when when she licking and suck (oh god)
No clouds what I'm spitting is dust
A whole slut when I scramble with lust
But unless you my wife I ain't finna discus
Your team whole team on that bullshit
I'm the one you can see I'm exclusive
All my barz under pressure the gravity aches
Till i aim for a cloud and i shoot em to space
Say you welcome, We untie and release the darkness
They don't wanna see me smile now my teeth are sharpened
Sharp eyes, loud cry honey meet the barkers
If you reap what you sow I'm gonn feast with harvest
Ahaa waking the beast, Lone wolf ready to feast
No Aint' got time for your shit cause I'm losing control
You ain't moving with me? Then you moving too slow
Righteous!
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
9 all on my waste fuck boy in my face
Bring that yellow tape shorty wanna taste liquor by the case
My boys they don't play fuck bout what you say xannies
I might rage smokin all da stank lean but what I drank
Faded I might faint hoes don't gotta chase
Things will never change cept I got a raise like
I robbed a bank villain fuck a cape hang around the way
I be running game Bros be yelling gang ice all on my chain
Goin super Saiyan fuck bout what you sayin
Spread out left em layin
Love it seen so tainted why I fuck em faded said I couldn't make it now
I got rainin chill with all that hatin
I might just lose my patience I just go write these pages
I will not lie I'm dangerous opps wanna slide they waitin all of this money
I'm rakin heart never sunny it's vacant
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
Ain't that funny
That bitch want my money
Just give that honey
She is gonna feel me in her tummy
Nah I'm like Dennis the menace
She plays my mind of tennis
Like I'm her fetish
She's after the lettuce
But I ascended
Like I was the president
She wasn't a resident
She was just irrelevant
Played with her for the hell of it
She heard the development
I was out like a new element
Big as an elephant
Left to the skeleton
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
I need a little bit of time waiting
The competition I'm annihilating
The crossfire looking like a bon fire
I'm the light i got these pupils dilating
I be eating and I'm finishing much
Hit yo body with that finishing touch
I'm-ma rider ma i go miles i'll drown the whole town when i finish and bust (oh my)
Head high when when she licking and suck (oh god)
No clouds what I'm spitting is dust
A whole slut when I scramble with lust
But unless you my wife I ain't finna discus
Your team whole team on that bullshit
I'm the one you can see I'm exclusive
All my barz under pressure the gravity aches
Till i aim for a cloud and i shoot em to space
Say you welcome, We untie and release the darkness
They don't wanna see me smile now my teeth are sharpened
Sharp eyes, loud cry honey meet the barkers
If you reap what you sow I'm gonn feast with harvest
Ahaa waking the beast, Lone wolf ready to feast
No Aint' got time for your shit cause I'm losing control
You ain't moving with me? Then you moving too slow
Righteous!
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
I got bands I got bands bitch you better back up
9 all on my waste fuck boy in my face
Bring that yellow tape shorty wanna taste liquor by the case
My boys they don't play fuck bout what you say xannies
I might rage smokin all da stank lean but what I drank
Faded I might faint hoes don't gotta chase
Things will never change cept I got a raise like
I robbed a bank villain fuck a cape hang around the way
I be running game Bros be yelling gang ice all on my chain
Goin super Saiyan fuck bout what you sayin
Spread out left em layin
Love it seen so tainted why I fuck em faded said I couldn't make it now
I got rainin chill with all that hatin
I might just lose my patience I just go write these pages
I will not lie I'm dangerous opps wanna slide they waitin all of this money
I'm rakin heart never sunny it's vacant
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Writer(s): M.i.k.3
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