when the birds fly south and the snow come down and the crops all die bitch i m outside rolling these bones now bones be high if i ever go broke like i was last year i m not even gon lie bitch i might ride bitch i might steal bitch you might die browning logo moving slow mo cohoctah woods but i m still in noho eyes like gopros i catch the low low i see what you don t i know what you don t ghillie suits now lined with goose down skeptic critics say that i m the proof now hope they hate me i really mean that change the game bitch who brought the scene back let the fans down i picked the fans up looking bend down we got our bands up everything is just like i m dreaming if you ain t you bitch you ain t leaving you ain t breathing we ain t teasing always dropping never take a breather showing up is just conceding they wanna be us they wanna be us but they can t could ride in beamers but we ride in vans wanna see us they surround the van but the window tint make sure they can t i m just tryna get home safe roll me up a big ol 8 i m just tryna get home safe roll me up a big ol 8 feeling something like joni mitchell i ve seen some shit and speak on the issue you live in hand but you talking pistol tell me how the fuck that work when they come with missiles they banging now you laying down spraying rounds so you praying now don t be barking if you ain t gon bite cause we all know people that will tonight2
['dark trap', 'underground hip hop']