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BONES
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517 until the grave .223 at your brain Two million blunts to the face Bones 'bout to make a stain Pulling up, rolling deep Prototypes on my feet Touch the paint, you get beat Touch the ice, feel the heat Try to rob me? That's a no, no AUG and that b*t*h blow, blow With the team, never ever solo Push it, sh*t, push it back in slow-mo Ayy, switchblade on my body (Body) Profit all in my pocket (Pocket) Hit the switch and get to droppin' Got a '64 with hydraulics (What?) Boom, now you're doomed 24 karat cover my tomb Don't make me go back to the sh*t I used to do (SESH) Ice cold mason, pressed juice vagrant Hundred fifty dollar candles posh with the fragrance Need to leave the city soon, I need me some acres Raise my son right 'til my bones turn ancient Back on the motherf**kin' prowl (Woo) I'm the past and the future and the f**kin' right now Blunt guts by the pile, only purchasin' in pounds Habits that I got demand a lot of my account
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