BarbwireRibCage

No more walkin’, no more talkin’
I’ma pop it out, out
No more walkin’, no more talkin’
I’ma pop it out, out
No more talkin’, no more walkin’
I’ma pop it out, out
No more talkin’, no more walkin’
I’ma pop it out, out

Ayy, bad to the bizz-one
Glock 9 hit dome
SESH on the welcome mat, the king is hizz-ome
Dope on the countertop, don’t think I got a lot
Sippin’ cold pressed
Step and press and get your melon popped
I don’t really give a fuck ‘bout it though
Better than that, I’m ‘bout to croak
‘Bout to kick the bucket, bitch, I’m finna buy the foreign, ho’
Ain’t nobody get buck like me
Ain’t nobody finna fuck with me
Ain’t nobody testin’ BONES, but please come and try, you’ll see

No more walkin’, no more talkin’
I’ma pop it out, out
No more walkin’, no more talkin’
I’ma pop it out, out
No more talkin’, no more walkin’
I’ma pop it out, out
No more talkin’, no more walkin’
I’ma pop it out, out

Let me tell you a little story ‘bout a pimp named BONES
Got a beeper on his hip and he grippin’ on the chrome
Every bone made of gold, pimp cane when he walk
Waterfall when he sip, 9/11 when he spark (SESH)
Ho’s on my dick ‘cause I’m lookin’ like the dead man
Rappers on the line ‘cause they wanna cop a reference
Cup in my left hand, blunt in my right (Right)
Stays in the dark and I always need a light
My skin bright white, like snow in the winter (Hah)
BONES big pimpin’, now I’m feelin’ like jigga (Yeah)
TeamSESH, DeadBoy, outlaw skeleton
Barbwire ribcage, blade be the weapon, yeah

No more walkin’, no more talkin’
I’ma pop it out, out
No more walkin’, no more talkin’
I’ma pop it out, out
No more talkin’, no more walkin’
I’ma pop it out, out
No more talkin’, no more walkin’
I’ma pop it out, out (What?)