Verse
A#m
Droppin' down hoppin' out straight out the casket
A#m
Pop lock and drop ya like Huey done asked me
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Mud on my corpse if you crazy I'm batshit
A#m
Bones be the one the game hate with a passion
A#m
When did it start, I think I know
A#m
The second I chose to come out of my tomb
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Everyone gather and hold hands and let out a big
A#m
Fuck you Bones
A#m
On two one two
A#m
Coming through
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Your crew look like too wong foo
A#m
Give a fuck about your loot
A#m
Motherfucker gimme truth
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And if you all out of the latter I'mma have to take the first
A#m
Try to bop me for my spot
A#m
Hold up, someone get this boy a hearse
[Hook]
A#m G#
I'm taking the long way home tonight
I just need some space, I don't wanna live today
A#m Fm
Ran into the crow of the after life
He opened up his beak whispered, "Bones, please come with me"
A#m Fm
Dead boy, what big eyes you have
A#m
The better to see you with
With hands of the witch cursed with one grip
A#m
I will rise from the fire
A#m
Finna blow away with the breeze
A#m
Reporting live from the core
A#m
Making it hard to breathe