Boneless (Radio Edit) Lyrics

Bundle up the bows wrap it tight like a mummy

I be on the go Sunday to Sunday

All for the love of money

The way I drive my whip you would think I stole it

My cousin got a script but he ain't bout to po it

I told my dike to leave the strap I like her pussy boneless

Bitch I'm headed out of town to meet a couple spenders

I be frequent at the bank they treat me like a lender

You can't kick it with the gang if you can't get it gone

You can't kick it with T baby he don't fuck with you

Bitch don't make me check your temperature what's up with you

Bitch, I'm slappin ps yeah bitch we slappin thunder

I taught her how to slap the baby like somebody's mother

My mama see me with them bands like how you get down

Have you ever seen a king Well I am him

Caught him runnin round the corner we bout to spin again

Think you bout to smack the spot you better think again

Plugs in the section so much money we could buy you whores

She said you wanted Gucci but instead you got her Michael Kors

You didn't have to tell me I could tell that the nigga was poor

Fuck it let's get back to topic

Can't believe he stole me couple fuck it I'ma have to drop it

You said you got the what for the what bitch I'm on my way

Middle man I'm private ain't no problems gettin free pay

Your phone's turtle put this shit on the on ya line and it make it ring

Snorter call her nose bleed but in this hick i seen stranger things

Slapped yo bitch to sleep in this rental got her like it's the plays for me

Said he got a pint of tris for a verse nigga play the beat

In the k with that white bitch on the low like a sneaky link

You ain't really trappin bitch you paralyzed you can't get a feat with me

I was runnin through these ps bitch I ain't do a E-D-D

But you know I'm trap prolly popping percs that's a P-P-P

Ps come from Michigan and the denim stitched in Italy

Paid a band for them bitches pops mad I'm in some skinny jeans

Tol the plug I need pure white boy I'm into bigotry

Sideways on this Trish turn the eight to infinity

Nigga what that mean is you can't fuck with us

Ape shit devil horns women be in love with us

You be callin it big brother but to me you just a flunky

Nah I ain't gotta tell you you can see you gettin money

If you saw me drop the whip you would think I stole it

She wanna pull up to the crib but she don't know I'm homeless

I told my thug to leave the strap I like my pussy boneless

I got some pressure on my line baby can you hold this

Can you roll this baby I'm the coldest

At first I had a little now you see that I can't fold it

Young rich nigga makin' plays and havin' motion

We rollin shop stay open ain't no closin