BONES The juice man Yuh, uh-huh Yeah, uhh Yeah, let's get it, ay Fuck a 8th, where the O's, let me buy, buy, buy Timberlake with the case, say bye bye bye Got my hand on ya bitch, yea she mine mine mine Anytime I get low, I get high high high O5 on my side, coming drop drop drop Put your hands in the sky, or you'll die die die Now it's time to unwind Windows down in the ride Phone off, seat back, don't try and hit my line Flow aged like wine, sip it now she fine Negative mind, baby BONES not kind Poison in my lungs, dopin' 'til I'm done Bury me alive with a 150 blunts Lit, I'ma split Like a kid thrown a Bic Always yappin' how you stacking, spendin' bands on your bitch Get ran for your shit, get robbed for your life Set fire to your ice, watch you melt in the light I got 2 bad bitches sucking at the same time The way they have my toes curled up should be a crime Roll me up some killer, bitch, I smoke that homicide Doctor did a CAT scan, he said "Boy ya brain's fried" I sent goons out to meet ya, it won't be no drive-by Put a ticket on ya head, now that's money on ya mind Nine figure nigga, yeah, multimillionaire All my ice hittin', I feel like a Frigidaire Tony Montana with the gold silverware And I come from north Memphis, lions, tigers, grizzly bears All these niggas hatin' 'cause I'm winnin' and they ain't All these quarters in my lungs, I feel like a piggy bank I feel like a piggy bank I feel like a piggy bank All these quarters in my lungs, I feel like a piggy bank What you hoes think? Fuck a 8th, where the O's, let me buy, buy, buy Timberlake with the case, say bye bye bye Got my hand on ya bitch, yea she mine mine mine Anytime I get low, I get high high high