BONES, Yung Lean - PixelatedTears lyrics

What? What?
Bones sESH
Lean sad Boys
Yeah huh?
What? Huh?
Uh what?
What?

TeamSESH, Sad Boys, teardrops falling
I'm crying on the beat so it's
Safe to say I'm balling rap Shawn Hunter
All the bitches think I'm gorgeous
They say the flow magic
I'm looking like a shaman young white punk
Got that switchblade in my pocket
I'm looking for the prophet
The bass stay knocking
When I stay flocking, the pimp keep flowing
You saying that you out here
But Bones don't know you
I'm stepping on the scene
Bitch it's me and Yung Lean
Dem Franchize Boyz - white skin, white teeth
Ice cubes in my glass of my Arizona tea
Codeine waterfalls, baptized in the pink
Marble on the floor
White granite on the counter (Counter)
Number one stunning in that baby blue Prowler
(Prowler)
Backstreet boys in the alleyway, smoking
SESH be the team till the casket closes, boy

Tears rolling down my face
In the night time creeping
Gripping tight around my blade
Tears rolling down my face
In the night time creeping
Gripping tight around my blade

Tears rolling down my face
In the night time creeping
Grip tight around my blade
Tears rolling down my face
In the night time creeping
Grip tight around my blade

Crying blood from my eyes
Crying blood from my eyes young tears
Fucking hoes in a Bape mask disguise
Lean and Bones ripping on the kidney stones
Ray Golden playing trombone
Got yo bitch in my bed
You can still hear her moan
No one likes a bitch if
She looking like Ke$ha
TeamSESH and Sad Boys
You know we do it better (Get the gold)
Get the cheddar
You bitches should have fed her
I sat through with her while she's wetter
You will find I look fresher
Pull my heart out my sleeve (Lean)
Living a fantasy dream
If you wake up being you
Can I wake up being me?
If you wake up being you
Can I wake up being Lean?
Young white chubby Lean look spectacular
Fuck a hospital, my doctor's called Dr acula
Eat her out, then I beat her down
I'm savage y'all
Call me Basquiat, 'cause I got that caviar

Tears rolling down my face in the nighttime
Make a Sad Boys logo in my face
Arizona gun in my waist
I'll be fucking with you lames till
You caught up in my pace
Tears rolling down my face in the nighttime
Make a Sad Boys logo in my face
Arizona gun in my waist
I'll be fucking with you lames till
You caught up in my pace
Sad Boys, Emotional Boys, 2003, shawty