Bonds 2

Scurry out this party and I'm starting up the whip,

Homeboy took some acid and his starting on the trip,

Hands on the wheel and I start to lose grip,

My mans look at me and say stick to the script,

Oh shit, here goes my trip, dipsy do off the road now we in a ditch.

Selling souls to the devil so here's my sales pitch,

Devil be my best friend I'm just tryna get rich,

 

I'm on the road to riches and the rags are in the trash can,

No B.I.G, get as notorious as batman,

New school raps, these other cats play like Pacman,

They tryna eat the dots and be the size of a fatman,

Woaahhh, 4 deep in my dodge dakota,

Bout to venture off take a trip to Sarasota,

Road gets bumpy and my mans falls into a coma,

"Whats that weed for?" For my fucking glaucoma,

 

It's that time baby, time to get out,

Bouncer beatin ass and I'm just chowin on this this trout,

"Dog I gotta tell you somethin?"

What's it about?

That girl the other night wasn't fucking around,

How sway?

Do we come to this day,

Where broke boys find the funds to be sippin on Bombay,

Okay, okay, okay, okay...