Lyrics 1987 - BONES

1987

Yellow Ferrari like I’m in the '80s
Crazy, Baybay had a white baby
Money come in, people start gettin' lazy
Green like a emerald 'til they get jaded
Blue 42 say the word and we blitz 'em
I sound like Rudolph, I blow and they Blitzen
Gucci said best no one fuck with my kitchen
They ride away, holdin' on like they skitchin
White on my diamonds, my wrist it be glitchin'
Grind like the '90s, I’m stellar I’m bitchin'
Throw all the stones in the river and rinse 'en
Throw all the stones in the river and—
Bat outta hell, he screamed and he yelled
Saw the life leave his eyes, but I never seen jail
Fuck out my face, I got buildings to scale
Bang on my chest, bring the city to hell
Black on black, 5 1 to the 7 they know that
55 to the 6 I blow back
I ride with the weapon, you know that
Black on black, 5 1 to the 7 they know that
55 to the 6 I blow back
I ride with the weapon, you know that (Bitch)