Lyrics IfYoureReadingThisTheBitchFellOff - BONES , Eddy Baker

What?

Block get hot and they get cold feet (feet)
Tock go the clock in the dark, I weep (weep)
Laser with the dot, cocked back when I sleep (ah)
Pop, now you rot, farewell to the weak (weak)
Drop give me 20, Sergeant BONES do you dirty
Purple heart, black lungs, camouflage Glock 30 (pow-pow-pow)

Hanging out the sunroof, cracking like a blunt do
Fuck what you 'bout, give a fuck what you going through
Came up on my own two (yeah, ayy)
Put you on mute, talking 'bout how I owe you
Bitch, I made you, bitch, I came through
Burnt down the game, can't nobody save you (ayy)

Bitches act hard 'til I gotta pull they card
Now they acting like some hoes, oh no
Smoking, living large, pulling up in candy cars
TeamSESH to the urn I go, oh

I'm with BONES and some deadboys in the cemetery (bitch)
Pistol on me with a suit I feel like Dirty Harry
When the shit hits the fan we gon' see who standing (yeah)
Bitch, we took over the game and we ain't even plan it (we don't plan that shit)
This shit done got Jurassic, rugged rich ass bastard (yeah)
Player in the game, you watching from the rafters
Get dough then they go Casper (cash)
Smoke dope get high like NASA
That .40 send him to the sky like I'm a fucking pastor

All my life I rolled the dice, I check statistics after (alright)
Been a watch out since a kid, bitch, I ain't just no rapper (whoa)
I been in and out the bank and I just can't stop laughing (cash)
Feel like Tupac hologram, damn, I just can't stop rapping, man

Bitches act hard 'til I gotta pull they card
Now they acting like some hoes, oh no
Smoking, living large, pulling up in candy cars
TeamSESH to the urn I go, oh