[Chorus]

Bitch like that, but I hope you know

Youngin' on my dope, feeling like Juno

I got drugs up in my lungs

The murder was false, but the rest true, though, (what?)

I don't wanna be the one to tell 'em

Chrome metal, both fades on the medal

There's blood on my weapon I can smell it

What's the bond for the case? I'mma pay it

[Verse 1]

Hopping out the back of the El Dorado

DeadBoys pull up, DeadGirls follow

Death in a blunt, Azul in a bottle

Sip, sip, sip

BONES spit, now she down to swallow​

Bronco, yeah, the older model

Box suites at the ball game

I don't know the playеrs

But I know the motto

No, I ain't seen; don't try me

Try to come bеtween, we'll do you bad

Hope your parents ain't still alive

To see their only son get garbage bag'd

[Bridge]

Yeah, garbage bag

See their only son get garbage bag'd

Garbage bag

Yeah

Banging on the trash can

Now he laying in the trash can

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Banging on the trash can

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]

Bitch like that, but I hope you know

Youngin' on my dope, feeling like Juno

I got drugs up in my lungs

The murder was false, but the rest true, though (what)

I don't wanna be the one to tell 'em

Chrome metal, both fades on the medal

There's blood on my weapon I can smell it

What's the bond for the case? I'mma pay it

[Verse 2]

What? 25, that's 2-for-50

Feel like Mr. Allen, yea

Can't go home where the hatred grows

So I guess it's to the alley (What?)

Catchin the bitch, let me grab my list

Every year I make a tally

Pour a cup then I roll a blunt

Bitch, death is all about balance, yeah (SESH)