[Verse 1: BONES]
Got a body in the trunk, and the blunt full of herb
Got a sawed-off pump, make it bump then you burn
Gotta learn you a lesson, I'ma be the one to teach it
Sun down, I ain't sleepin' bitch
I'm camouflage creepin' through the dark, dark night
Splinter Cell, give 'em hell
Got the Glock, it's a slut
Guess it like to kiss and tell
30 shells, crack his bell
Nine ringin’ through the underground
Cemetery style's got him fuckin' with the bumpin' sound
Sunny day, poolside, listenin' to the waterfall
Any string I gotta pull
I will to keep my pocket swole
Big screen television, PlayStation 1
Pressin’ pause on all that chatter
Bitch the game has just begun
[Verse 2: Eddy Baker]
Bitch I'm God's favorite son
Not Nas, it's Baker bruh
Smoking reefer, drinking rum
When it's trouble I don't run
Know I always keep a gun close
Fresh as fuck like Glenn Close
I'm a dog, 101 bitches, I done been boned
Set the bar like limbo, raise it too high, we can't get low
White bitch with me simple, got big titties, she a bimbo
Forty got extendo, talk shit, get popped like a pimple
Eddy Bake & BONES, bitch we locked in like a safehold
Little bitch

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Yeah motherfuckers
Baby