Timberlake E

Bones. Yeah. The Juice Man. Yeah, Uh-huh. Yeah. Let's get it. Ready? Okay. What up? I'm tellin' bye-bye-bye love. You say bye-bye-bye. Grab my hair like yeah she mine, Mine. Anytime get low I get High, high, I go hard On like jock, jock. you die, die. That's to god, put thousand in the pot. Blow nosey, don't try near my line. I go bearish like wine, sippin' now she mine. Make her tip mine, baby bones not kind. Rollin' in my lungs, dope 'til I'm done. Buried me alive with a hundred fifty bucks. I'ma spin it like a kid on a bike. Always how you steppin', spendin' bands how burned For your shit and get robbed for your life. Say to your ex, watch your wealth to the Left. Like a twin, bad bitches suckin' at the Same time. That the way they had my toes Curled up should be a crime. That roll me up some killer, bitch I smoke That homicide. Doctor did a CAT scan, He said, "Boy your brain's fried." They say vocals at the mansion, it could drive-by. A dick out on your head, now that's money Your mind. Nine-figure nigga, yeah a multi-millionaire. All my ice cold, I feel like a frigidaire. In Montana with the gold silverware. And I got dog meat, slime tigers, grizzly bears. All niggas hatin' I'm winning and they ain't. All these quarters in my lungs, I feel like A piggy bank. I feel like a piggy bank. I feel like a piggy bank. All these quarters in lungs, I feel like a Piggy bank. What you hoes think? What Tellin' bye-bye-bye Yeah she mine, mine. Anytime get low get high,