Текст песни Strike III. - Lord Bones

Swavay: This is where they keep the soul of
The immortalized king himself "LB" (lord bones).
Swavay: LB say Hey.
Chloe: Wait how is he immortalized if he's dead?
Swavay: His ghost is in a shell, "LB" Is in a Shell.
Swavay: Yo "LB" show us what you got!
Oh My God You Were Right.
Oh My God You Were Right.
Oh My God You Were Right.
Oh My God You Were Right.
Oh my god
Oh my god
You Were Right
Oh my god
Oh my god
You Were Right
Oh my god you were right
Oh my god you were right

We're going to evolve tonight
Acid dissolve tonight
I got the 40 oz.'s ringing
Ya'll got the shorties banging
Lord B's the Shit!
He's "Swinging" yeah
He's got the grip
He's famous
I caught that shorties vibe
I felt it when she lied
Cheater written right on her face
Lord's the G if I beat the case
Lordy B come have a taste
'Snowy White' my stomach ached
No no more for goodness sake
Oh good lord lets liquidate
I don't want to pop Molly
No!
Molly make me sick
I remember i did it one time
And my face was beat to shit
Oh my god
Fuckers better pay me
FRAUD!
Fuckers better pay me
FRAUD!
Oh my god
Fuckers better pay me
FRAUD!
Fuckers Better Pay Me
FRAUD! Yeah!
I'm Finna Die Tonight
East Europe Finna Cry Tonight
Beijing Finna Cry Tonight
United States Finna Cry Tonight Uh!
DIE TONIGHT!
EAST EUROPE FINNA CRY TONIGHT!
BEIJING FINNA CRY TONIGHT!
UNITED STATES FINNA CRY TONIGHT!