Wiress

Ain't shit, it ain't shit

I know what I came for

I still rock that chain, put that stick up to your brain, split

Like how she count up pape and got tattoos on her face, yeah

I just dropped that tape

Running 'round all day

I don't got shit to say no more so I block out my face

What, what

Put me in a basket case

And bury me ten feet down, I'll still be screaming out"FashionRace"

Yeah, yeah

I got a bone to pick with you

I'm on your shoulder's six with Kosher bitches, they identical

I can't even coexist without residuals, I'm banging the floor

Yeah, I'm in a low position

Tryna get off of the ground, but I'm set in stone

I'm set in stone

I'm set in stone

I'm set in stone

I got a bone to pick

I got a bone to pick with you

Court side, lower rim

I'm tryna get my poster picture

I try to stay in my zone, but just like Wiress I go ghost, yeah

D12 keeps me focused so I can fall on top like snow

G-Shock over the coat, I can't run out of hope

I stay up in bed all day, 'cause I don't wanna know where I go

I wish I could turn that page, but I don't wanna know where I go

VS boutta graduate, and I don't wanna know where I go

I got a bone to pick with you

I'm on your shoulder's six with Kosher bitches, they identical

I can't even coexist without residuals, I'm banging the floor

Yeah, I'm in a low position

Tryna get off of the ground, but I'm set in stone

I'm set in stone

I'm set in stone

I'm set in stone

I got a bone to pick

I got a bone to pick with you