Clickin - BONES, Deergod

Trying to get my pockets swole, my boy, he called me up and said

"BONES, we need you on the block, some busters need to see they grave"

I hopped out the bed and grabbed the dope that's on my nightstand

Rolled one up and hopped inside the hoopty, I'll be right there

Eyes red, ready to buck, clickin' off them evil blunts

Bitches acting super tough 'til they see me steppin' up

Me, I hit the corner oh-so hard, my tire damn near popped

Thеn I saw my boy and saw them pussies that was talking hot

Threw that bitch in park and hoppеd out clickin', let the weapon spark

Then they got to running while I'm chasing, 'bout to beat the spot

Standing over his body, now he crying, shaking, something sweet

Slowly dying, I'm replying, "Time to meet the reaper, B"

(Fuck around, get your head cracked) Psychopathic maniac

(Brains on the pavement) Once I pull it, ain't no comin' back

(Fuck around, get your head cracked) Psychopathic maniac

(Brains on the pavement) Once I pull it, ain't no comin' back

Mister 2-11, comin' straight up out the morgue, ho

Stick you for everything you own, but problem is I need more, ho

Damn motherfucker tried to play me for a plug, bitch

I pull up with demons every night and watch 'em dump clips

Pull up when the block is hot (Hot)

Lookin' for the cat, don't stop (Stop)

You need it done at the bottom, I get it poppin', whatever you want (What?)

Lookin' at my face, don't bother me

I would never try to go cry to me

I cannot give a fuck, ride with the system up, bass in the trunk with a pound or three

And it be like that, yeah, yeah

Bitch, it be like that, uh

Yeah, it be like that, uh, uh

What?

Ayy, BONES

Deergod, bitch