

[Intro: Bloxkz & Bones]
Bones is dead, Bones is dead
He got shot right in his head
He was screaming (Ayo)
He was calling for his twin
Why did nobody help him?
(Ayo)
Fuckin' dickhead (Ayo)
Why the fuck didn't they help him? Dickhead (Ayo)
Fuckin' dickhead (Ayo)
Shut the fuck up, nigga, and MK the fuck down, nigga, word to my dead
[Verse]
Bones got shot, wasn't flockin' it
He got backdoored, he wasn't lockin' it (Word to my dead)
If he got what I want, then I pocket it (bow, bow, bow)
Bones went poof, 59, he was mockin' it
Why the fuck they keep saying he poppin' it?
Word to my dead, they was duckin' a lot of it
If they walked out, bet you I'm watchin' it
We in the V, four deep, gotta pop with it
They sayin’ Hatz & Gatz, one of thе Gatz got turned into a pack
We got the drop from a hoе, where they at?
Nigga Zell went poof, so we smokin' the Hat
I don't wanna dead beef, don't wanna rap, but it is what it is, suited up all black
X got slimed out, died, so we smokin' the Loc, on bro, I'ma leave it at that, baow, baow
F-F-Fully equipped, tryna see how much opps I could get
The bros suited up, we tryna make it count
Ain't nobody outside, so we spinnin' again
N-No, I'm not leavin' 'til somebody hit
Posted up with the Bees every day on the 6
Watchin' them close, think I spot us a Flick
I ain't goin' for none, I'ma show them who glitch
Baow, they was duckin' from bro
And they was personally duckin' my pole
We on the opps, nigga, we gettin' close
KB saw the face and he had to get low
They know what's up, every time it's a diss, nigga, we send the blitz, you better ask the O's
TG ducked, he should've been a blunt
Baby Kreep got shot in his back like a hoe, word to bro
That's where they hang
Bones went poof and went out with a bang
They wanna troll us, but can't really troll
JB got shot, he never been the same
E-EK shot, was walkin' with a cane
Nigga, Krashout special, workin' on my aim
MK shot, how they sayin' my name? They gotta take a test, they don't stay in they lane, nigga, word to my dead
B.O. shot, tappin’ my head, do the B.O. Bop
Renegade Sleeze, know I'm smokin' the Wokk
Droy got poked, he ain't die to the shot
Benzo ducked, shoutout to Flakk
I don't know why they dissed, they was duckin' they top
Big 48, I'm piecin the Rock
Word to bro, you say, "Layo", I back out the chop, word to my dead
They don't do it for B, why the fuck they keep mentionin' me?
Slidin' with Ju’, you gon' see what I see
Word to bro, we ain't leavin' 'til somebody bleed
Walk down, all he gon' see is the G
We back to back, like, it's M to the B
We gettin’ closer, the fuck is a 3?
Stand over his top, fill him up with the heat
Nigga, word to my dead, nigga
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