"MoreDots" lyrics
Bones & Greaf Lyrics
Fuck a carpe diem, Imma RVD 'em
Flick the lighter, hit the blunt, hit the mic, and I plead it
If I told you the truth it would sound conceited
Rather rummage through your pockets, as if I need it
I'm forever getting even, friends said it never happened and I almost believed them
It's skeleton season (yeah), she think of SESH, taking pictures of skulls to tag the team in
Death is the reason I move how I move
Giving thanks to my demons for keeping me out the tomb
Since the womb I been cursed with a brain
That overthinks to the point there's a glitch in the mainframe
Flick past the page, that once held your name, I'm the one that set your book called life up in flames
Best in slot, Mister More Dots, infra-red beams, molten core shots
My beats make it pop, I leave when he drop, I ain't rollin on shit, I need every drop
Mooncloth for the bag, too cashed, watch me lag
Logging out for the reset, ejecting ash
I create the path, I evade and dash
Paris for the blunts, Indonesia for the bag
Duskwood where the tomb be, ride with a two piece
Bones got the grip he said I ripped them like some loose leaf
My chrome send 'em home like a Hearthstone
Young Dustin live from the stronghold (live from the stronghold)
Flick the lighter, hit the blunt, hit the mic, and I plead it
If I told you the truth it would sound conceited
Rather rummage through your pockets, as if I need it
I'm forever getting even, friends said it never happened and I almost believed them
It's skeleton season (yeah), she think of SESH, taking pictures of skulls to tag the team in
Death is the reason I move how I move
Giving thanks to my demons for keeping me out the tomb
Since the womb I been cursed with a brain
That overthinks to the point there's a glitch in the mainframe
Flick past the page, that once held your name, I'm the one that set your book called life up in flames
Best in slot, Mister More Dots, infra-red beams, molten core shots
My beats make it pop, I leave when he drop, I ain't rollin on shit, I need every drop
Mooncloth for the bag, too cashed, watch me lag
Logging out for the reset, ejecting ash
I create the path, I evade and dash
Paris for the blunts, Indonesia for the bag
Duskwood where the tomb be, ride with a two piece
Bones got the grip he said I ripped them like some loose leaf
My chrome send 'em home like a Hearthstone
Young Dustin live from the stronghold (live from the stronghold)
