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[Verse 1: J.K the Reaper] Yuh, yuh, yuh, yeah Aquarium tabby I got that potentest magic Getting any bitch open Imagine me in yo back With no batteries It suck and it sad to see But it ain’t my fault its happenin’ I don’t fuck with those backwoods men Got this pack words in packaging Wrap her up and then send her out After I hit it I’m out of bounds I don’t give a fuck about how I sound Compared to me you’re just silent But I’m vibrant Like the volume Of them sirens Of the pigs That you be riding with Yeah, fame life plus SESH subtractor bitch, go! [Hook: Bones] What? Riding down the street (street) Money in my socks Blowin’ O’s to the breeze (yeah, yeah) And she fucking with the team (team) Feed that bitch drugs Watch her drop to her knees [Verse 2: Bones] What?, what?, SESH, aye Smoking on my dope (dope) Talking on the phone (phones) Bitches know its Bones (Bones) When I kick the flow (flow) Bitches know I’m grown (grown) Never doing wrong (wrong) Pimping in the parking lot I’m sparking up a zone (zone) Wi
