bones jones - mediumjay lyrics
mitchy moo: huh
mediumjay: see you hatin’-
mitchymoo: i knew this was a bad idea
mediumjay: -from the side watchin’, got a hundred grams (mitchy moo: d-mn) in my side pocket
people spend their money tryna look like me they go broke. (hater never reach me)
haters never reach me. (jon jones)
haters never beat me. (jon jones)
mitchy moo (verse 1)
d-mn, cracka wit some bandz
cracka is da man, spittin some dope sh-t call it couple grams
do it for the fans, do cause i can
do it for my dogs, and do it for my homies
do it for my bish, and do it till i drop gs
shootin up a ghospel (hospital?)
rockin’ gillastos? (asian alien purple hair)
b-tches love me, so i c-ck hoes
i ain’t flaunt doze eatin b-tches tacos
muchin on da cl-t
wheres rowboat? and im so dope
said it twice so you know yo
k!llin it like i’m from modo
and pokes hoes, in they old close
gucci yesterday! so call it old clothes
murder on my mind, (hate it on the side?)
paper long as pie, cause im on my grind
skatin for my life
no bords just broads tryna be my wife
mediumjay (bridge)
haters never reach it, my last nerve
haters never beat me! brock lesnarrr ( i coulda beat him!!!!)
n-ggas tryta talk but i know it hurt, (seeing me winnin’ and they inna skirt)
they ain’t put in work like what i do! (what i do?)
n-gga gettin’ murked f-ckin’ with my crew (witch crew?)
i put a n-gga dead mail his moms a tombstone
haters cannot reach it. (bones jones)
(hook)
/mail yo moms a tombstone./ bones jones
/deep in the endzone?/ (it is a bit of a stretch)
mediumjay (verse 2)
protectin this turf, sellin tha herb
flippin da bird while wearin diss shirt
wearin dis shirt don’t f-ck wit my turf
or you’ll get shot up no nerf. (niccah/scrurrr)
make shots hurt, no i f-ck wit earnie and burt
but this is my kush, and we light it up like amber
no rose. you know that i’m spittin off the top, no derrick
you can play with this sh-t and smell it
you know, this is like a violin
but! i’m not attracted to violets (no violence)
no silence when i come into the to the room
when i come into the room, you all bow down i -ssume, nicca
walk n the room like i own this b-tch, nicca we own this b-tch
nicca we own this sh-t, sss- smell that weed, that’s our colgne b-tch
nicca know we on the phone but ain’t talkin’ to know b-tches ;(
nicca that’s the f-ckin’ word, we gotta phlip this bird (blackbary shud chance blackbird nsted)
their crack fiends so i have no concerns. (nicca)
bout to burn n-ggas, burn notice n-gga i burn figures quicka then jigga
and bill gates and oprah winfreyz combines, i gotz b-tches n-gga please stopping time
(hoook)
(mediumjay: bridge)
sss- sellin tha bird, flippin da herb
puttin in work while wearin this shirt
he’s wearin diss shirt
his warein his shirt!!!!
while i’m wearing diss shirt!!!!!!!!! (wearin disssss shirrttttt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
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