Boone

Livin large
With only quarter of a charge
Livin like Marge
And tell em I sent you for the scars

Look at the barge
You talkin bout boats and luxury cars
I'm out for carnage
And trynna to die among the stars

Catch me on mars with the hammer
Target on my head like Manhattan
Neck flooded like Sandy Staten
Wrist empty cos I wanna be a phantom

Catch me all ghastly smokin on gas but I keep it all classy
Strike your ass like a pipebomb to the chassis
Make moves like Drake after Degrassi

Posi-negative, pseudo-hope
Trynna keep calm and composed
Lied to too long and trynna cope
My best friend far gone, decomposed

Got mi gato, mi amor, empty pockets, more in store
Rotted to the core, my existence a what for

13th floor when I'm feeling trippy
Energized and my style drippy
Wipe your nose when pockets sticky
Make you know when we got the blicky

Fingers blue, and red, and green
Dependin on the currency
Play with it like monopoly
Cut throat mobshit New Jersey

Livin large
With only quarter of a charge
Livin like Marge
And tell them I sent you for the scars

Empire fall
Like a dumpster fallin hittin cars
Catch me in Novac
In a rex mouth takin shots from afar

Cap, cap, cap, what you even know about that
I can see your bullshit from even where I sat
Hidin in the shadows but not blind like a bat
But I will take a louisville and give your head a little pat

Not runnin, you can break my bones
Outrun bullets like you Usain Bolt
So much water like we dug a mote
And drown you like a gator on your dad's polo

Talk too much, don't have the time
6 dollar minute, a second a dime
This is a why on white collar crime
Want your lemons cos I got limes

Livin large
With only quarter of a charge
Livin like Marge
And tell em I sent you for the scars

Look at the barge
You talkin bout boats and luxury cars
I'm out for carnage
And trynna to die among the stars

Catch me on mars with the hammer
Target on my head like Manhattan
Neck flooded like Sandy Staten
Wrist empty cos I wanna be a phantom

Catch me all ghastly smokin on gas but I keep it all classy
Strike your ass like a pipebomb to the chassis
Make moves like Drake after Degrassi



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Writer(s): James Catlett
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