yeat/leaker - 10 bonës lyrics
[intro]
(mingo, haha)
[chorus]
late night, ridin’ ’round off twiggy (swerve)
fake life ain’t for me unless i ain’t pretty, yeah (ugh)
yeah, that’s ten bones, like a dog on a titty
yeah, that’s ten bones (ten bones), i could call that b+tch right now
i got like 1017 alyx, i been high all week (let’s go)
they say that they do, but they don’t know me (no)
bought a jimmy choo for a shoe, for a dozen, yeah (oh, no, okay, let’s go, huh)
can’t lose them vvs’, hoes say they feed me well (go)
most be walkin’ and rich, they dipped that pack, wanna follow my trail, let’s go
most of them godd+mn fakes, i don’t know what he said, he told mе he moving that mail
i got gas on the back, got bands on the back, got racks in thе back, let’s go (let’s go)
[verse]
i got stacks in the back, got cash in the back, got paid, let’s go (go)
i cannot wait on your ass, i’m ’bout to hop in this tank, let’s go (skrrt)
i’m ’bout to hop in that bugatti and sh+t bought three hundred more
you say you want an srt, then the srt gon’ go, huh
said i was gon’ quit them percs (percs)
look at me back on them sh+ts (huh)
too much money, can’t win (huh)
all my pockets overloaded, no, they is not big (huh)
call my server philly cheesesteak the way i got the cheese
cartier came gold, insane sh+t, just like a breeze (uh, uh+uh)
aw jeez, i do what i please (uh, uh+uh)
think i’m too high, yeah i’m too high, i might die (uh)
in the jail, we don’t be sober, we might fly
yeah, lil’ b+tch a motorcycle, yeah, the way she ride (yeah)
hundred racks for me is just the only way it’s right
hundred round drum, that’s the only way i slide (boom, boom)
link up with your b+tch, she gon’ say that i did alright
[chorus]
late night, ridin’ ’round off twiggy (swerve)
fake life ain’t for me unless i ain’t pretty, yeah (ugh)
yeah, that’s ten bones, like a dog on a titty
yeah, that’s ten bones (ten bones), i could call that b+tch right now
i got like 1017 alyx, i been high all week (let’s go)
they say that they do, but they don’t know me (no)
bought a jimmy choo for a shoe, for a dozen, yeah (oh, no, okay, let’s go, huh)
can’t lose them vvs’, hoes say they feed me well (go)
most be walkin’ and rich, they dipped that pack, wanna follow my trail, let’s go
most of them godd+mn fakes, i don’t know what he said, he told me he moving that mail
i got gas on the back, got bands on the back, got racks in the back, let’s go (let’s go)
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