Bones

[Intro: Zombie Juice] Ground for my bones And my chakras, I smoke a lot 'cause Hold the ground for my bones And my chakras, I smoke a lot 'cause [Chorus: Zombie Juice] Hold the ground for my bones And my chakras, I smoke a lot 'cause I smoke some pounds, and my niggas all around with the choppers We got the choppers Hold the ground for my bones And my chakras, I smoke a lot 'cause I smoke a pound, my niggas got the choppers My nigga got the choppers, my niggas goin' loud [Verse 1: Issa Gold] Who in, nigga? Had two zips with me Get rich, die tryin', bump '03 50 My young Coast niggas know Carti die litty Tryna get to the fetti so I died like Diddy Love cornrows on a chick like Nelly No 6ix9ine, never snitch on the celly Juice been shine, throw shade on a dummy Like Bruce Almighty, keep the power strap with me [Verse 2: Zombie Juice] If that bitch do love me then she would die for me OG Dash in the cut with the stroke, get scummy And that's wax in the blunt, tryna get high with me If we talkin' this church, shouldn't get right with me [Verse 3: Nyck Caution] Big digits, Nyck vicious, y'all bitches fictitious Y'all fake it, I live it, I did it, I did it, I— Good riddance, y'all finished Curt Schilling, blood spillin', still pitchin', no gimmicks, no Authentic as it get Talk about me, better pay me my respect [Verse 4: Erick the Architect] Gotta boost it, gotta boost it I produce it, now I lose it God know we not stupid, we invest in our students We would never not do it, we eliminate Give me eight minutes affluent, ask me about livin' now Cities I blew in, hachoo, we sneeze shit Architect three-fifths, see me lit off the Henny Hit my jig when it's silly, whole fit cost me twenty Put a kiss on the Bentley, I done spilled to you, baby [Chorus: Zombie Juice] Hold the ground for my bones And my chakras, I smoke a lot 'cause I smoke some pounds, and my niggas all around with the choppers We got the choppers Hold the ground for my bones And my chakras, I smoke a lot 'cause I smoke a pound, my niggas got the choppers My nigga got the choppers, my niggas goin' loud [Verse 5: Kirk Knight] Gold soul theory, I don't need no advance Had to hug the block like I need me a tan Twenty X molly, I just re'd up again Leave three in his head, we can't leave him a chance "Kirky, why you did that to him?" They gon' say it was self-defense Put two more in his chest 'Cause Zombies said he better off dead [Verse 6: Meechy Darko] Vigilante in the Caddy, beam on the automatic Know I fuck her like I love her but I ain't her baby daddy I'm numb, no feelings, might kill these niggas Cap peel these niggas, blood spill these niggas Friends think I'm ungrateful, damn near hateful Crazy, thought I was the one they can relate to Call it nervous breakdown, I call it nervous breakthrough Please don't let the loyalty escape you Relentless, the quicksand is right where my neck is They double-bolted the doors of perception Higher in voltage, my aura is bigger My frequency different, your boy is clairvoyant I often see issues 'fore they even form Ready and arm up my pistol Knowledge plus understanding equal wisdom Your third eye blind, no foresight to get me [Verse 7: AKTHESAVIOR] (Lord) Comin' down like a 'copter Mike Amiri on, lookin' like a Shotta Louis carry-on, fill it up with ganja Keep a very long shotty for imposters Pellegrino on the wrist cost a comma Nefertiti on the dick, she a scholar Been fly, you can check the flight mileage Broke boy can't even pay homage Pull up with the gang, tell me how they gon' stop us Too far ahead, niggas gon' need binoculars In the night time, crack her back like a lobster With the right grind, make it stack like a tower Nothin' really changed, I just smoke more sour Money ain't a thing, we just taking what's ours Team full of kings, what you know about power? Still blowin' dank with the fuckin' dead loud ones [Verse 8: Erick the Architect] Beast Coast got the shit that break the internet Shout out Khaled, but I'm feelin' like we the best (We the best) Automatic if you lavish, we don't need a TEC Caught up in the Caddy with a baddy, you gon' need a vest [Verse 9: Zombie Juice] Need a rest, bitch, you see the exit We don't set trip, you get the message Kickin' game like my name is Messi Sun through the rain, life, it ain't easy [Outro: Zombie Juice] Hold the ground for my bones And my chakras, I smoke a lot 'cause Hold the ground for my bones And my chakras, I smoke a lot 'cause Hold the ground for my bones And my chakras, I smoke a lot 'cause Hold the ground for my bones And my chakras, I smoke a lot 'cause