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yellowplasticwalkman - bones lyrics

motherf*ckers act hard ’till they on the ground bleeding
slug hit his chest, make it hard for him to breath in
rain hit the grave, b*tch it’s dead man season
something on my waist f*ck up your whole evening
ammunition case in my duffel for a reason
pull that thing out, out the barrel it be gleaming
you gon’ feel the sh*lls but you ain’t gon’ see me
he get up, then he fell, then his body started leaking

first i hit the sh*ll for some blunts i be cheifing
valor set me up, he got some dopе for the weekend
rollin’ up strong ’till my lungs feel weak in
candy paintеd he*rs* be the vehicle i bees in
5% tint, i can see but you can’t sees it
talking about some money like you the only one that sees it
numbers don’t matter when it’s only pre*season
sky pitch black for the night filled with trees in
bustin’ all this liquor, pour this bourbon in my lesions
moon hit my chain and my diamonds started seizuring
checking like a cellphone, shining like a beacon
b*tches on my d*ck because i look like me, b*tch

- bones lyrics

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