Lyrics DaDroughtIsOver - BONES

DaDroughtIsOver

Bitches better recognize until this shit too late
Pistol on my dick and ball I'm finna make 'em stay
Bitches better recognize until this shit too late
Pistol on my dick and ball, it's you who's 'bout to die trick
Bitches better recognize until this shit too late
Pistol on my dick and ball I'm finna make 'em stay
Bitches better recognize until this shit too late
Pistol on my dick and ball, it's you who's 'bout to die trick

Sitting outside in this treacherous weather
It's lightning and thunder, pouring like liquor
I'm sippin' and smoking, I hope it blow over
I'm sick of this feeling I get when I'm sober
So I, stick to the roots and up this sticky green
Inside of my blower it lays, drowning until I flick the flame
Look at these rappers, I'm feeling insane, these faggots act like dames
Spamming the same old shitty song in hopes of getting plays
They won't remember your name, but they'll remember how you gettin' played
Manager tell you to post on your page more if you wan't to get paid, bitch

Bitches better recognize until this shit too late
Pistol on my dick and ball I'm finna make 'em stay
Bitches better recognize until this shit too late
Pistol on my dick and ball, it's you who's 'bout to die trick
Bitches better recognize until this shit too late
Pistol on my dick and ball I'm finna make 'em stay
Bitches better recognize until this shit too late
Pistol on my dick and ball, it's you who's 'bout to die trick