FloppyDisc

If the good die young, I've been dead for a minute

In the cemetery buried

Come and pay your boy a visit

All these women think I'm livin'

Till they can't feel a pulse

Ski-Skittish at thought, they fell in love with a corpse

I'm a ghost

White noise when I flow

Lights flicker, wind blowin', all the windows close

See the street lights go, with power in your home

Feel the chills up your spine, just know that it's Bones

Windows95, floppy disc when I rhyme

VHS stay glitchin', flickin' ash, sippin' wine

Digital skies, smokin' digital blunts

Got a pixelated blade break you down, roll you up

Prometh swimmin' pools, codeine bath tubs

Cristal shower running, lay Hennessy in my blood

Young fuckin' pimp, pimpin' bitches on the strip

Tryna hit without a grip, you gon' be talkin' to the clip

No, I never pull triggers and I never take a life

But I will take your girlfriend out for the night

Have her back in the morning, now she really don't want you

Pack her bags, hit the road now she goin'-goin' gone