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Yeah,
yeah
Skeleton
on
my
wrist,
no
bones
in
my
closet
(yeah)
Drippin',
put
that
bitch
on
water
like
a
faucet
(drippin')
Whole
lot
of
M's
in
the
attic
(M's)
I
got
a
bad
habit
(habit)
Young
nigga
turned
to
a
savage
(savage)
He
gon'
go
get
at
me,
yeah
(gon'
get
at
me)
Hear
that
saxophone,
I'm
in
the
air
like
drones
(air
like
drones)
Hardhead
nigga
got
a
head
of
stone
(head
of
stone)
I'm
in
South
Africa,
long
way
from
home
(long
way)
I
recorded
this
when
I
was
in
my
zone
(yeah
yeah)
I
got
the
streets
on
lock,
it's
tied
up
(tied
up)
Ain't
no
lecture
taught
me
fired
up
(fired
up)
Everybody
with
me
got
they
size
up
(size
up)
No
slippin',
trippin',
keep
your
eyes
up
(no
slippin',
trippin')
Yeah,
I
got
a
gadget
(gadget)
So
many
karats
could
be
the
rabbit
(karat)
I
got
the
package
(package)
It's
so
big
I
gotta
cash
it
(cash
it)
Make
me
go
eat,
some
cookin'
up
a
dope
feast
(feastin')
On
the
phone
with
Luis,
I
told
him
bring
like
four
a
week
No
inglo
inglo
inglo
but
I
made
the
plug
speak
(inglo)
Kilo
kilo
kilo,
Huncho
El
Chapo's
Nino
(kilo)
Free
throw
free
throw
free
throw,
got
'em
at
the
line
like
free
throw
(free
throw)
Keep
dope,
watch
me
cook
it
like
a
bistro
(load)
Got
to
survive
in
the
streets,
the
hotline
blow
(survive)
Whole
hood
too
solid,
ain't
nobody
told
(solid)
Get
out
of
line
with
the
gang,
nigga
must
be
bold
(gang)
Leave
me
stranded
on
an
island,
watch
me
make
a
stove
(whip
it)
Yeah,
yeah
(whip
it)
And
call
it
Wilson
(whip
it)
Yeah,
call
it
Wilson
Big
Pun
I
might
run
you
all
down
and
kill
one
I
might
sell
two
and
keep
one
(keep
one)
I
just
like
blue,
that
mean
money
(blues)
We
might
split
it
but
it's
a
whole
ten
milly
(ten
milly)
We
might
be
trippin',
when
it's
time
we
get
to
drillin'
(might
be
trippin')
Hurt
they
feelings,
cry
'em
up
the
ceilings
(cry
'em
up)
Ice
chain,
QC
keep
on
spinning
(spinning)
These
bitches
dangerous
gotta
watch
'em
'cause
they
stealing
('cause
they
stealing)
They
want
your
fame
and
want
your
money,
want
your
feelings
All
the
tears
in
my
grandma's
casket,
no
more
Easter
basket
I
can't
love
no
more
women,
I
left
my
heart
in
a
casket
Serving
that
dope
in
Magic
(serve),
my
life
was
drastic
(serve)
Got
a
hundred
thousand,
didn't
pay
my
taxes
It
was
four
of
us,
we
feelin'
like
Fantastic
(four)
Huncho,
Rel,
'Set,
and
Take,
whatever
you
dream
we
havin'
it
Skeleton
on
my
wrist,
no
bones
in
my
closet
(yeah)
Drippin',
put
that
bitch
on
water
like
a
faucet
(drippin')
Whole
lot
of
M's
in
the
attic
(M's)
I
got
a
bad
habit
(habit)
Young
nigga
turned
to
a
savage
(savage)
He
gon'
go
get
at
me,
yeah
(gon'
get
at
me)
Hear
that
saxophone,
I'm
in
the
air
like
drones
(air
like
drones)
Hardhead
nigga
got
a
head
of
stone
(head
of
stone)
I'm
in
South
Africa,
long
way
from
home
(long
way)
I
recorded
this
when
I
was
in
my
zone
(yeah
yeah)
1 The Load
2 Sides
3 Too Hotty
4 My Dawg
5 Violation Freestyle
6 Hook Up
7 Space Cadet
8 Wrist Thunderstorm
9 Movin' Up
10 Holiday
11 Interlude
12 Interview
13 Mediterranean
14 Um Yea
15 Boat Skirrt
16 Pop Sh*t
17 We The Ones
18 On Me
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