Clickin

Tryna get my pockets swole, my boy he called me up and said

"BONES we need you on the block, some busters need to see they grave"

I hopped out the bed and grabbed the dope that's on my nightstand

Rolled one up and hopped inside the hoopty, then I'll be right there

Eyes red, ready to buck

Clickin' off them evil blunts

B***hes acting super tough 'til they see me steppin' up

Me, I hit the corner oh-so hard my tire damn near poppеd

Then I saw my boy and saw them pussies that was talkin' hot

Thrеw that b***h in park and hopped out clickin', let the weapon spark

Then they got to running while I'm chasing, 'bout to peep the spot

Standing over his body, now he crying, shaking, something sweet

Slowly dying, I'm replying, "Time to meet the reaper, B"

(**** around, get your head cracked) Psychopathic maniac

(Brains on the pavement) Once I pull it, ain't no comin' back

(**** around, get your head cracked) Psychopathic maniac

(Brains on the pavement) Once I pull it, ain't no comin' back

Mr. two-eleven, come and stay up out the morgue, ho'

Snake you for everything you own, but problem is I need more, ho'

Damn mother****er tried to play me for a plug, b***h

I pull up with demons every night and watch 'em dump clips

Pull up when the block is hot (Hot)

Wake up but the cat don't stop (Stop)

We need it done at the problem

I get it poppin', whatever you want (What?)

Lookin' at my face, don't bother me

I would never try to go cry to me

I cannot give a ****, bother the system my pace

But they're bound to three

And it be like that, yeah, yeah

B***h, it be like that, uh

Yeah, it be like that

What? Ayy, BONES