Текст песни DontTellMomTheBabySittersDead (feat. Eddy Baker) - Bones , Eddy Baker

Airblade
Backed in, get back, insane, pack out
Packin', get actin', get packed out
Back down, pass out, Bones be blacked out
Snuck my snub nose, passed the pat-down
Before I act out, I need the dope
Before I lash out, I need to know
Pick it up, my pistol flip a riddle
Then I let it blow
Riding in the motherfucking drop-top
Chevy, I'ma pedal to the metal
I'ma go like Petty
.45 with a .50, big trunk got me heavy
Two shots, now he on the stairway to heaven
Pop-pop, buckshot, bitch shut the fuck up
If you live to tell, bitch you done lucked up
I'm the living hеll and I know that's fucked up
Brain in a cell, if they call, I'm lockеd up
Bad to the bone, bone, heart made of chrome, chrome
Ice in the chain got my blood running cold, cold
Looking at my catalog face on my lone
Looking at the world like it's all your fault, fault
Hundred K flow, put em up in a vault
Nobody know what SESH be about
Only thing right with the world is us
No pass, just puff on the O's in my lungs (HealthySESH)
Big ass blunt, light it up while I'm swerving
Dirty ass mouth, wash my words down with bourbon
Bitch I don't rap, every verse is a sermon
My shooters some niggas that be burning down churches
Swear you all tough but we know you just actin'
All I get is big love, bitch I moved past it
Luger or the .40 Glock, still not lacking
Left him all bloody then I threw his ass a napkin
Mess with my reality, yeah I'm fully focused bitch
Stuntin' around town, getting knowledge from my older chick
All up on my dick, cause it's longer than a ruler is
I didn't go to college I was hanging with the hooligans
Give no fucks, niggas know we made it cool again
Ice around my neck, colder than a cooler is
Lock-up in the spot with the gang, like a blizzard hit
Fuck a industry, I ain't trynna be censored bitch
Built fast, life, thank god that I'm living it
Two girls with me I feel like John Ritter did
Fucking on swell I don't know where the sitter is
I'm not well I'm a menace like Dennis is
Real start bitch, light a blunt, then I go to rock
Every song hit like a bomb dropped in Iraq
I don't follow rules, bitch I do what I fucking want
All around the globe and the dope never ever stop