BONES ft. Eternal Raijin Lyrics

I'm from the cold

Where a motherfucker quick to sell his soul

You'd like to know

How to flick up on a pack and leave the bones

Well I don't know ya

Like you're from the nolia

Boy don't move your feet

A fucking soldier, who came out of nowhere

Murder on the scene

Just getting mean on 'em

Ion even gotta do it

Got a team that'll shoot a beam on em

Red and green just like it's seasonal

Cannot keep up with my pace you need to move

Fuck up out my face or you gon learn about the rules bitch

I really do's it

Don't learn when that tool hit, and have contusions

Bitch cause when it's up, up, up and it's stuck

Guess what

I'll bust a slug, through your motherfucking guts

Buck up

Up up my wrist

You don't wanna see that motherfucker hit

I'm like the tip, of a shiv

The way I rip into this shit

I feel like Wick

Way I empty, load it, blow it out the clip

That boy got lint in his pocket, but still talking out his lip?

I got a dick like a rocket it, and it's launched into yo bitch

I'm fucking up

Yuh I hit the sky from outer space like I'm on fire

Don't need to lurk around yo bitch she wanna fuck me boy

And you know I just might

Pull up out her tracks and when I fuck I like the flesh tight

(Unintelligible "allegedly")

(Uh, uh, uh)

And bitch I'm back at it

Like a crack addict

Take your breath no asthmatic

Bitch I'm a bad habit

No semi it's automatic

It's automatic yuh

No semi it's automatic

It's automatic yuh

Brace for the hit

My minds a deadly weapon

Very mighty

You'll miss migraines when I blow your head off

In the high rise I95 with 9 lives

Drinking mai tais oh my my

I hope they never see the bright side

No bright side

His body stranded , it's a high tide

The night sky , filled by the moon

And it got wide eyes , there's no hiding

You can run but boy my snow tires don't get tired

No pussy you ain't from the cold

Where a motherfucker quick to sell his soul

You'd like to know

How to flick up on a pack and leave the bones

Well I don't know ya

Like you're from the nolia

Boy don't move your feet

A fucking soldier, who came out of nowhere

Murder on the scene

Just getting mean on 'em

Ion even gotta do it

Got a team that'll shoot a beam on em

Red and green just like it's seasonal

Cannot keep up with my pace you need to move

Fuck up out my face or you gon learn about the rules bitch