Bones - Youngmotherf**er lyrics

Somethin’ bout that gold chain Somethin’ bout that white skin Somethin’ bout that pimp named Bones Got ’em feelin’ a little frightened Somethin’ bout that gold chain Somethin’ bout that white skin Somethin’ bout that pimp named Bones Got ’em feelin’ a little frightened Somethin’ bout that gold chain Somethin’ bout that white skin Somethin’ bout that pimp named Bones Got ’em feelin’ a little frightened Young motherf**er with the old a** flow Lemme take y’all back to the nine nine four On the lime line phone Y’all love on hoes, finna pick up a Swisher In a whole brand new zone Got a brand new flow, and my old hand me downs on On my throne, with my motherf**in’ crown on Val Venis, nothin’ but my towel on Hair slick back, Uncle Jesse with my prowl on Ba** get to pound on, ridin’ with my team I could die tonight, so before I leave Just know that I’m here for one reason only Let my voice bang loud, while you Swisher rolling I’m out, but let me roll that sh** Takin’ way too long, lemme hold that sh** Got veins full of dope, skin same color as coke But my mind pitch black, like nobody home Home of the great young pimp named Bones Bow to the legend, for he might be gone Everybody act like they know what’s cool All I gotta do is hit the jukebox, and boom Lookin’ like Fonzie, feelin’ like Shawn I’m in the summer with my shirt off stuntin’ I got the whole block jumpin’, it’s like a criss-cross concert Say, f** your concert, f** your sponsor Somethin’ bout that gold chain Somethin’ bout that white skin Somethin’ bout that pimp named Bones Got ’em feelin’ a little frightened Somethin’ bout that gold chain Somethin’ bout that white skin Somethin’ bout that pimp named Bones Got ’em feelin’ a little frightened Somethin’ bout that gold chain Somethin’ bout that white skin Somethin’ bout that pimp named Bones Got ’em feelin’ a little frightened Blunts, I roll ’em Sippin’ tanqueray, no soda See I’m too young to be sober That’s Team SESH till it’s over