Lyrics Bones – CoughSuppresents
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Rollin up the block pullin’ 187s
Sippin’ on a bottle full of cough suppressants
Haven’t met the preacher haven’t met the reverend
But my flows gotta be the closest thing to heaven
Ima break the levy Ima break the blunt
Ima show my ights, Ima shake the junt
Ima do what I want, Ima slayin the drugs
Ima stack my money, Ima save that up
When I was young always wanted a
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Now I’m pullin out stuntin on bitches and black trucks
Hoes they lap up I’m pimpin I’m maced up
Draped up dripped out mac-10 clipped up
Ima ghost but I thought I fucking told ya all these bitches call me bones young graveyard soldier
Gettin little older, gettin little bigga, I’m a young fucking killin these blunts be the victims
Somewhere on your block lookin’ for the cops got my head on a swivel got my Glock on cock
Anotha 24 in califor n-I-a they know it’s all good I ain’t even gotta say
Rollin up the block pullin’ 187s
Sippin’ on a bottle full of cough suppressants
Haven’t met the preacher haven’t met the reverend
But my flows gotta be the closest thing to heaven
