Bones - CentralAve Lyrics

Young boy, used to drown in that alcohol
And if you dialing, 517 'fore you f*cking call
I'm out the hall, K2 to my f*ckin' jaw
When waking up and gettin' cash was a f*ckin' chore
Aluminum pays, so we packin up the f*ckin' car
Cold nights, Tanqueray up in the f*ckin' jar
Ride, slide, feel the ice up on the f*ckin' road
White jeep, white trash, white f*ckin' snow
I remember everything like last year was yesterday
Used to set up rupture funds and make that money anyway
Then we knew how they won't ever find out how we did these things, that's just how it went down

Tables by the stack, thumb tacks by the pack
Gasoline with the rag, it went way beyond the matte
Tables by the stack, thumb tacks by the pack
Gasoline with the rag, it went way beyond the matte (Uh)