Bones、Lyson - Baja
Written by:Elmo O'Connor
Composed by:Elmo O'Connor
B**ch I'm feelin' like the Baja man the way I let them dogs out
Weapon up on my body steppin' to Bones will be the wrong route
What in the f**k are you talkin' 'bout
Your whole sh*t is going south
B**ch I am the WeatherMan I clap and now it's pourin' out
Rain rain go away
Layin' back up in my grave
Blunt smoke runnin' all through my veins
Sun is up I hide away
Shoot like I'm Hardaway
If you ever step in range
If you never seen me snap I promise you never witness rage
B**ch I be rollin' in the rain backseat bleedin' out
Sh*t'd be different if I change but that ain't an option now
Blinkin' I was darkened out storm clouds rollin' out
Morticians they see me and they swiftly roll the red carpet out
Back up in my zone Zone
I am what is wrong Wrong
Ride up to the cemetery Daddy's home What
Smoke another one Down
Pour another cup Up
I don't need much to continue my roll