UncleRicksMonteCarlo Lyrics – BONES
Singer: BONES
Title: UncleRicksMonteCarlo
Dead wrong, now his head gone, gone, missing
Headstone on my tomb’s gon’, gon’ glisten
Number three on my SS, Earnhardt when I ride
On me will be your best bet, I’m one hell of an ROI
That b#tch you love is obsessed with who? My best guess would be I
That slug hit him like a chest pass, now his jersey hanging up high
Don’t come around with no lies, my mind is deep fried
I blackout when I see red, like the details in my ride
Monte Carlo (Monte Carlo), you know the motto
Live fast, die young, the reaper got me booked for tomorrow
This cup it cost—let’s check the bottle
When I’m standing, dark, dark like Reposado
I’m the beauty and the beast wrapped up in the mud come try it, be our guest
You will get beat to death
I’ll beat the case and beat my chest
I get down rearrange my flesh
Plastic surgeon, tell him, “Give me your best”
Gimme a word, b#tch, I don’t need no sesh
Gimme my blade, b#tch, I don’t need no tech
Up for days, b#tch, I don’t need no rest
Lookin’ in the mirror like, “He know best”
〈.?.〉 please gimme your best and next I leave ’em on they back
Monte Carlo (Monte Carlo), you know the motto
Live fast, die young, the reaper got me booked for tomorrow
This cup it cost—let’s check the bottle
When I’m standing, dark, dark like Reposado
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