[Intro: Himself the Majestic]

Yeah

Nature, nature, nature

Burn it up in the spot

Fuck the cops

[Verse 1: Himself the Majestic & BONES]

It's the spic of the year, got hoes in my ear

Tellin' me they wanna hold me down, gimme years

No simp in my bones, no slack in my mack

Rather lose or get before I pay with a stack

No stars in the cut, drove cars over ice

Froze broads, lemme fuck they fans overnight

Plans oversight, you old mans wanna fight

Stands got a hype, my hands hold a pipe (Swishers)

I'm thunder, flow tundra, got them razor raps for them hundreds

And she lay me back with that dumb head

Went to beauty school but she flunked it

Now she calling me Shaq' when I dunk it

Got the stealin' toe for them suckers

Like Shazaam, I wish they won't duck us

But when money talk It Chris Tucker

I'm seen with the green, high with a hoe

Blue dream blowin' fiend, y'all fiends for my style

Out with ya gout, leader on my nuts

Hardy boys frown, Bacardi pourin' down

Never had a name, now they wait for my appearance

Shorty flyin' thru, range it back and give me clearance

Had to give me mouth while [?] tryna [?] it

Empty at my class, it's no wonder I'm in [?] list, ah

All my girls are [?], yeah

And my nature, shit, that [?], yeah

Doggie, how you livin' then?

Gettin' money, then I dip in ten

Nature

[Verse 2: BONES]

What?

Drugs, drugs, drugs, all I do is fucking drugs (Yeah)

The fuck, fuck, fuck, I could never give a fuck (Okay, SESH)

Ok, my top back and I'm leanin' (Lean)

I got two twelves and they screamin' (Screamin')

They tellin' me that my flow is dope

That's why all these bitches be fiendin' (Fiendin')

Cause they need it (Ah)

Cause they cheatin' (Ah, cheatin')

Boy, run up quick and start bleedin' (Yeah)

They get beatin', better believe it (Yeah, woop)

See I pull up quick to retrieve it (Skrrt, what?)

She got back, hop in the lac (Yeah)

Right after that I'ma delete her (Late)

Turn her phone off get her freak on

I call that bitch misdemeanor (A-ha, skrrt)

I don't ride around with no nina (No)

I don't ride around in no beamer (No)

See she pass out and she dream of me

Now I'm callin' that bitch Celina (Yeah, aw)

I got 30 up in my clip (Grr, grrah)

I put like 30 up in that bitch (No)

See, I got money up in my pocket (Yeah)

Better believe you can catch a hit (Pow, pow)

Catch a lit, got that cliché (Yeah, what?)

Rap on replay (On replay)

Everything they hate about the world with a delay

Drowned in the reverb, gettin' what I deserve

Lotta long nights, fuck second chase dreams first

I can wait, oh, baby, no, I can wait

No name, no face

No license on the fucking plate

I'm gone

[Outro: BONES]

I'm gone

I'm zonin'

Fuck you, bitch, yeah

Okay (SESH), I'm somewhere in my city, I got

[?]

Say I ain't fuckin' with this (SESH)

What? What? BONES