[Intro: Eddy Baker]

Start my day off with some Captain Crunch

Twenty-eight grams and a box of blunts

Smokin' out in public, niggas know what's up

Bake God, bitch, yeah, I'm holdin', bruh

[Verse 1: Eddy Baker]

Too much liquor got me throwin' up

Gotta have my homeboy hold me up

All the bad hoes wanna roll with us

I'm a [?] nigga, keep a golden gun

Fuck a god plan, I'ma go, bruh

Smokin' God's gift, I'm the holy one

Drug dealer [?], probably sold [?]

Girls on my dick when I have my son

Problem child, I'm the baddest one

You can play me for a fool but I'm not the one

Got a big ass Eagle and it weigh a ton

Eddy Baker, bitch, I'm number one, yeah

[Hook: BONES]

I'm drippin', I'm pimpin'

Them .44's stay tippin'

Them drugs get rolled

Then my mind go missin'

[Verse 2: Chris Travis]

Bitch, I am a king, dreamin' 'bout the finer things

Like Rihanna plus me, we will build the lion king

Doin' drugs, let me breathe

Fuck with I, you will bleed

'Til yo' motherfuckin' knees

Seekin' for forgiveness, please

Leave yo' brains on the leaves

Girl, you fuckin' with a G

Put yo' legs on my shoulders, I'ma beat that pussy sleep

Got a southern speech

Country boy when I speak

But, bitch, I don't play dumb, girl, I'm smarter than you think

Told her ass, 'I wanna fuck", hours later, then we link

Blowin' dojo while I swerve, tire skate like I'm on brink

[Hook: BONES]

I'm drippin', I'm pimpin'

Them .44's stay tippin'

Them drugs get rolled

Then my mind go missin'

[Verse 3: Xavier Wulf]

All I wanted was my own window

Ends used to be low, now I see more

Fuck police, I'ma still run, ho

"Hey, nigga, don't let him in the damn door"

I'll be chillin' in my jamies, [?]

My music so pure, you can see through it

I don't give a fuck if you like how I used to do it

I'm still real and that's all I'ma keep to it, bitch