BONES - YouCanTellAlotAboutAManByTheNeckOfHisShirt (Produced By: Greaf) | Текст песни

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[Verse]
Hood up blade out Bitch I'm ready
Pro cut type neck bitch, I'm heavy
Dirty old shoes but I get clean money
When you get money you don't care about nothing
Still I know that I don't mean nothing
It just feel nice putting food in my stomach
One million blunts and I'm back to the curb
Young white trash came back for the serve
Long hair looking like a young white bitch
But you never see a bitch go like this
Roll my sticks I'mma show my wrist
And roll of the diamonds let it shine let it glisten
White boys can't listen
Get too mad they don't sound like this
Watch out who you dissing
I don't say a word you just wind up missing
And its just like that
When I speak bitch don't talk back
And its just like that
When I speak bitch don't talk back
Said its just like that
When I speak bitch don't talk back