CracksInTheRoad - BONES

I ain’t at the club

I ain’t at the bar

Bitch I’m in the streets

Sliding wit' the doors ajar

I ain’t at the club

I ain’t at the bar

Bitch I’m in the streets

Sliding wit' the doors ajar

Roof back and I’m flying

Blunt lit now I’m higher

Hanging out the fuckin' window

Screaming something like a siren

Artifacts look Mayan

Fresh shrimp, I’m frying

Bitch I’m always buying

Always slowly dying

Berries in the backyard

Apples in the front

Got some oranges in the side yard

Pick just what she want

Bitch I’m spittin' out the seeds

Feel the grass on my feet

(Ho I’m) laying in the clouds, lookin' up at the sea

Bitch I’m popping like a trunk, in the middle of the summer

In a parking lot bumpin'

See the trunk get to thumpin'

All these bitches know it’s me

They see me with the team

They know it’s fuckin' SESH

I ain’t at the club

I ain’t at the bar

Bitch I’m in the streets

Sliding wit' the doors ajar

I ain’t at the club

I ain’t at the bar

Bitch I’m in the streets

Sliding wit' the doors ajar

Wait, wait, wait, ride

Wait, wait, wait, slide

Wait, wait, wait, ride

Wait, wait, wait, slide

(Slide, slide)