Box of Bones

I'm really just a quiet guy not tryna make a lot of noise
But I'm ready to up that fire if it's me or you that's an easy choice
Call Ma mechanic and have them tighten anything shaking loose
He don't know shit about cars he just has hammers wrenches all kind of tools
I'm with all the smoke I come with the surgeon general warning
With this microphone there ain't nobody out this bitch you want it
Fish out of water the way that hes flopping
Nah that boy ain't having a seizure thats the rest of his life leaving out his body
And well be catching them like trust falls
Can't pick you back up again one point for us and you just dead and gone
Can't tell me I ain't right who's to say that it's wrong
I've been out here all night waiting for his ass to come home
Late night missions no smoking or drinking
Gotta keep that 2020 vision gotta make sure that we hit um
Find out where they at grab the gloves and don't forget the mask
If we don't hit um all the first time pop a uy and double back

Big cash put it in the bag yeah I'm coming for it
Splish splash body in the water they'll be looking for you
Chitchat gets your shit pushed in and that's that
Think fast before your next move is your last act
Get that paper
I'm thuggin out this bitch and I swear I'm all about money
They can dig your grave up
You'll be a box full of bones before you fuck with me dummy

Another red name on that board I'm filling up the filing cabinet
These ain't the horns of a goat I'm the mother fucking baphomet
Not an angel I'm a demon everyone I see is devil's food cake
They wont give you a crumb when you need it but when you're eating want a bite off your plate
Pretty please stay the fuck away from me
When I squeeze hit cha in ya head and feet and everywhere in between
Y'all can have the trap I want the penthouse suite
Counting stacks catching neck from a bad ass freak
Capeesh mobbing like I'm sworn in
Don't get your hinges popped for speaking on the wrong shit
Got old friends and family I'd rather kill than ever die for
They tell me I be geeking out well I wonder why whore
Fuck it up fuck it up for my city twice we don't mess with one time
Split a Dutch fill it up burn it down so I can ease my mind
Claiming that you know me you don't even know your damn self
Can't none of y'all hold me try and 100 doctors won't be enough help

Big cash put it in the bag yeah I'm coming for it
Splish splash body in the water they'll be looking for you
Chitchat gets your shit pushed in and that's that
Think fast before your next move is your last act
Get that paper
I'm thuggin out this bitch and I swear I'm all about money
They can dig your grave up
You'll be a box full of bones before you fuck with me dummy



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Writer(s): Justin Sizemore Sr.
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