[Verse 1: Sik Boy]

Don't get too comfortable, the money's for motherfuckers finna punish you

Come for you, for the darkest shit, dumber than dumb when the substance lit

Little bit nice when the dank is in 'em

The little tie dyes are my favorite visions

Study Geto Boys and they gangsta-isms, 'cause if I didn't have rap I would strangle women

From the 40 farm with the black cap back, runnin' out the whip 'cause the slap crash fast

Got a mask and a vest and a massive aggression

I'm packin' a pistol, it's natural selection

You packin' the bowl and you pass to the next one

Cold in the soul so practice affection but fuck it, let's get it tragic in Texas

Hydrocodones on my face, itches scratchin' till I go faceless

This basement's where we get wasted and make these tapes so nonsensical

Walk into school, follow the laws of the mystic rule

Pickin' they pockets and lickin' a shot

'Cause you missing the point if you think that my mission is profit

[Verse 2: BONES]

What

Bad motherfucker and my attitude match that

Get cashed and I see those flashbacks

All black with the motherfuckin' rat pack

Big blunt full of dope, I ash that

I'm in the grave six feet deep, got a big screen no HD

I flick ash and watch TV, N64 no PS3

MAC D.L.E on my speaker box, call the cops my speakers not

White thug, never gave a fuck

Gettin' rich quick, tell me why we should stop

My razor blade in my right hand, brass knuckles up in my left

Not acting hard, just being Bones, just rolling drugs on my step

Yeah

[Chorus: BONES]

Cup full of that life

Swisher full of that death

Skull full of them dollar signs, it's safe to say that I'm cashed

Eric up in the back

Sik ridin' that shotgun

Bones grippin' that woodgrain

Even red lights couldn't stop Yung

I'm gone