[Verse 1: Bones] Ridin' 'round your city like I'm supposed to, supposed to Arm hanging out the window, what the fuck you going through? All I do is drugs, all I do is what you won't do Everything your parents told you "don't", that's what I'm gon' do Bitch, I'm 18, I'm in the backseat Blunts to face, ashes to the fuckin' breeze Bitch look at me, I'm the fuckin' man Dropped out, left school, left Michigan They say it won't work, but, bitch, I'm workin' Doin' drugs, speakin' flows and it's all worth it Cuban links, drip, drippin' down my silk shirts I'm on the corner with the work like Young Turk I'm not tryin' to murder, I'm not tryin' to hurt you Won't take your car and your kids and knock you off the Earth Won't put you in the dirt, won't put you in a hearse I'll put you in that yellow 'rari if you tryin' to work I'm coming up like Tony back in the '80s Montages of banks and the tigers and the ladies We ridin', we never hidin', we posted, it's like 80 Outside, really high and we rhymin' to the bass, see You'll never find a flow like this I'm not saying I'm the best, but they sure ain't like this See they sure ain't like Kid, and Kid sure ain't like them See they got nothin' on Bones, nothin' on that skinny white pimp Bitch