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brevin kim & bones - trauma lyrics

[intro]
k!ll

[verse 1: bones]
yeah
whole lotta money, a whole lotta trauma
put down the bottle, and pull out the llama
whole lotta weapons, a whole lotta drama
bullets eject and i cannot rewind ‘em
put ‘em in the dirt, it’s on my momma
lazy boy, glock pop and recline ‘em
put his ass to work, had to remind ’em
took ‘em out the crew, had to resign ‘em
mouthful of dope, had to go climbin’
veins full of hate, mouthful of diamonds
life full of deals, had to decline ‘em
knife to his neck, let me design ya
pinky ring, nightlight i be shinin’
five coursе meals how we be dinin’
hundrеd days and a hundred nights
in the cemetery, yeah, that’s where you find me
good cutter, but i’m better with rhymin’
good mother, but she swear i be lyin’
by the way, i’m in love with the violence
she look my way, and she like how i’m dyin’
skeleton rising, b+tch i arisen
came out the ground and got straight to my business
two fingers up, how i step with my (?)
i’m in the sector that you cannot visit, b+tch
i’m on some other sh+t
underground, underground, you on that other sh+t
i’m on some other sh+t
underground, underground, stop lyin’ b+tch
[chorus: bones]
these b+tches all talk, my wrist is all rocks
they peepin’ my demeanor so they nippy when they walk
these p+ssies all bark, i’ve yet to seen the spark
they actin’ like they with it everyday until it’s dark

[verse 2: brevin kim]
razor blade will make his face thinner
put his body in some paint thinner
this ain’t somethin’ you can take with ya
p+ssy boy will get his face lit up
she don’t cook, she don’t make dinner
this ain’t somethin’ you can take with ya
this ain’t somethin’ you can+

[verse 3: brevin kim]
pull up on ‘em while he ironin’ his sheets
imma put the f+ckin’ iron to your beak
he ain’t got the f+ckin’ iron on ‘em
prolly put the motherf+ckin’ pliers to your t++th
shot him while he on the ground bleedin’, probably make a motherf+cker virus+free
book a flight up outta ireland and then we air the spot out at the airbnb
i ain’t never had a piece on me
i let bones do all the ironin’ for me
only way we got a problem is if it’s on my momma
imma leave you lyin’ in the street

- brevin kim bones lyrics

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