BlueSkies&AutomaticWeapons

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[Chorus: BONES] Rolling down the block Rolling up a blunt Hand up on my firearm Cause you never know It's 1991 Two 12's up in the truck We ride and see the tire marks Swerving while we pouring up [Verse 1: BONES] They love when I hit the switch and get it jumping Palm trees swinging while we watching the sunset Why you looking from afar? Baby girl stop fronting Come kick it with the macs, sit back, and smoke something Sippin', pouring, tanqueray toasting Take me back to the nights that I focused On the hustle the grind, it dont stop 10 mil in my face, still I never went pop Get dropped talking down on the SESH boys, you're donе bitch Body in the river water filling your lungs quick Goodnight and good luck to you and yours Hundrеd spokes poking out, rolling up, blowing doja [Chorus: BONES] Rolling down the block (rolling down the block) Rolling up a blunt (rolling up a blunt) Hand up on my firearm Cause you never know (what) Its 1991 (1991) Two 12's up in the truck (in the truck) We ride and see the tire marks Swerving while we pouring up [Verse 2: BONES] Wait, blue skies and automatic weapons Who am I but a deadman repping Straight jacket on the flows I step with The flow get to shaking as soon as I step in They know who it is and they know who it's not Ain't no sucker better recognize, give me my props Don't need no yacht or watches full of rocks Just need my cup to be filled to the top [Outro] Rolling down the block (rolling down the block) Rolling up a blunt (rolling up a blunt) Hand up on my firearm Cause you never know
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