BONES IN MY DRESSER Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
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Lyrics
Fresher, fa-fa, fresh to death, I'm fa-fa-fa-fa fresh to death
Fresh to death, I'm fa-fa-fa-fa fresh to death
Fresher, fa-fa, fresh to death, I'm fa-fa-fa-fa fresh to death
Fresh to death, I'm fa-fa-fa-fa fresh to death
Fresher, fa-fa-fresher-fresher, fa-fa-fa-fa fresher
Bitch I'm fresh to death, I'm pulling bones up out my dresser
My shit from out the country, she impresser
I just picked up this pack, it came from Ella
Bitch I'm rocking one of ones, call me Cinderella
He rocking fake diamond, Cinderella
I see the fake in you, he a teller
You reeking bitch made, I could smell
Gang just sent me some pieces to my home
They fuck with me, it's, "Hawsa not your homes"
I told them, "Please say thank you, I kicked down doors"
Mom mad 'cause my pants sagged at my show
Ho from college mad we pulled up in the same clothes (Bitch)
Yea, I pieced it with my coat
OODECO balaclava from Japan straight to my home
These blazer pants, I'm cowboy Hawsa Indiana Jones
I'm bu-bu-bu-bu bumming today, yea this bitch so cold (Burr)
Her fit straight off a runway, this bitch cold (Burr)
I know the owners, I don't need a code (Chyea)
Bitch ask my brothers, I stuck to the code (Bones)
Reeking, reeking, bitch I got a nose
I'm smelling ho, I'm smelling you talking 'bout something that you don't know
You cool shawty, but I got issues, I can't trust no ho
Don't blame me for it, it's something I can't control
I'm so open to change, I hope you know
I was down bad last year, I hit such a low
Then, big bro said, "Pull up", I said, "Send the lo"
They told me, "Boss up", I said "Okay, go"
Some shit I gotta keep private, I hope you know
Are you telling them all your business? I hope you don't
I got snaked by some people I thought we was close (Yes)
I feel like that's always how the story goes (Yes)
Now it's like, "Hawsa why'd you leave, like, where you going?"
I'm tryna be in New York when that bitch snowing
My mama told me I'm special, that's my Donda
Mama taught me 'bout LV, GG, and Prada
Hermes, VV, CC, Balenciaga
Used to rock my polo, and yes I popped my ياقة
I'm fresh to death, I got bones inside my closet
I'm fresh to death, I got bones inside my closet
Fresher, fa-fa, fresh to death, I'm fresher fa-fa fresh to death
Fresh to death, I'm fa-fa-fa-fa fresh to death
Fresher, fa-fa, fresh to death, I'm fresher-fa-fa fresh to death
Fresh to death, I'm fa-fa-fa-fa fresh to death
Fresher, fa-fa-fresher-fresher, fa-fa-fa-fa fresher
Bitch I'm fresh to death, I'm pulling bones up out my dresser