Bootleg Bones
I get my work from a narco
My heart hurt 'cause I get my work from a narco
I swear that I'll never fold
Lets get it!
I just hit a stain now I'm a whack a mole
I'm obsessed with adrenaline, I need mo' (Fo' so')
Gimme what you got, ready set go!
But there ain't nowhere to hide so what the hell you running for?
(Where you going?)
Hot boy shit, I don't cold feel the cold (Pussy)
Pussy boys get pigeon holed
People never changing, you ain't nothing but a ho
I can't trust a soul, I'm seeing wolves in sheep's clothes
You might catch me outside, I even keep 10 toes on the floor
When I'm really fucking high
Fuck racing with the rats I'm preoccupied (Huh)
I dare you to try and blow my mind
I swear that I'll never fold
But I bet that I could make 'em limbo
I know that they gon' fold
Yeah, I swear that I'll never fold
These motherfuckers got bootleg bones
And that's some shit I don't condone
I'm out here living this Laigon Life (Yeah)
I might just shit on a pagan's pride haha
Lil bitch, you all bark no bite
I got a new bitch she bi
You ain't with this shits, don't lie
I'm doing bits, buh-bye
I cannot waste no time
Fork it up, pay the price, huh
I had to earn my stripes
I swear that I'll never fold
But I bet that I could make 'em limbo
I know that they gon' fold
Yeah, I swear that I'll never fold
These motherfuckers got bootleg bones
And that's some shit I don't condone
My heart hurt 'cause I get my work from a narco
I swear that I'll never fold
Lets get it!
I just hit a stain now I'm a whack a mole
I'm obsessed with adrenaline, I need mo' (Fo' so')
Gimme what you got, ready set go!
But there ain't nowhere to hide so what the hell you running for?
(Where you going?)
Hot boy shit, I don't cold feel the cold (Pussy)
Pussy boys get pigeon holed
People never changing, you ain't nothing but a ho
I can't trust a soul, I'm seeing wolves in sheep's clothes
You might catch me outside, I even keep 10 toes on the floor
When I'm really fucking high
Fuck racing with the rats I'm preoccupied (Huh)
I dare you to try and blow my mind
I swear that I'll never fold
But I bet that I could make 'em limbo
I know that they gon' fold
Yeah, I swear that I'll never fold
These motherfuckers got bootleg bones
And that's some shit I don't condone
I'm out here living this Laigon Life (Yeah)
I might just shit on a pagan's pride haha
Lil bitch, you all bark no bite
I got a new bitch she bi
You ain't with this shits, don't lie
I'm doing bits, buh-bye
I cannot waste no time
Fork it up, pay the price, huh
I had to earn my stripes
I swear that I'll never fold
But I bet that I could make 'em limbo
I know that they gon' fold
Yeah, I swear that I'll never fold
These motherfuckers got bootleg bones
And that's some shit I don't condone
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Writer(s): Jaxxon D. Silva, Young God
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