This is a song about "T bone"

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

Music that y'all condone

I'm throwin you a bone

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

My name is nick nack pattie wack give a dog a bone

My best friend just leave me and he was my back bone

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad