BLOODY SHOES
Ayy
Bloody shoes, bloody whip, brand new bloody bitch
Drop the tint of them opp, hit 'em with the stick
Bloody shoes, bloody whip, brand new bloody bitch
Drop the tint of them opp, hit 'em with the stick
Bloody shoes, bloody whip, brand new bloody bitch
Drop the tint of them opp, hit 'em with the stick
Bloody shoes, bloody whip, brand new bloody bitch
Drop the tint of them opp, hit 'em with the stick
Check me out, my pockets loaded
I been hopin', workin' for these knots and ropes and overdosin'
Out the window, reckless loaded
Chopper bullets, Stephen Curry
Opps, indeed, I'm messy
I hit more than 30, gnarly
Homie, walked in sauced and walk out with somethin'
Awesome, come wake me up
Lil' bitch, come wake me up
I feel like I cannot be touched
I feel like y'all be scarrin' me up
That goof, he tried to line 'em up
I'm better than him, go sign me up
A little too gnarly, gnarly fuck (Fuck)
Who dat there, who dat nigga with all that flair?
Braided bracelet, rats die slow, so never gonna say shit
Who dat there, who dat nigga with all that flair?
Braided bracelet, rats die slow, so never gonna say shit
Bloody shoes, bloody whip, brand new bloody bitch
Drop the tint of them opp, hit 'em with the stick
Bloody shoes, bloody whip, brand new bloody bitch
Drop the tint of them opp, hit 'em with the stick
Bloody shoes, bloody whip, brand new bloody bitch
Drop the tint of them opp, hit 'em with the stick
Bloody shoes, bloody whip, brand new bloody bitch
Drop the tint of them opp, hit 'em with the stick
Bloody shoes, bloody whip, brand new bloody bitch
Drop the tint of them opp, hit 'em with the stick
Bloody shoes, bloody whip, brand new bloody bitch
Drop the tint of them opp, hit 'em with the stick
Bloody shoes, bloody whip, brand new bloody bitch
Drop the tint of them opp, hit 'em with the stick
Bloody shoes, bloody whip, brand new bloody bitch
Drop the tint of them opp, hit 'em with the stick
Check me out, my pockets loaded
I been hopin', workin' for these knots and ropes and overdosin'
Out the window, reckless loaded
Chopper bullets, Stephen Curry
Opps, indeed, I'm messy
I hit more than 30, gnarly
Homie, walked in sauced and walk out with somethin'
Awesome, come wake me up
Lil' bitch, come wake me up
I feel like I cannot be touched
I feel like y'all be scarrin' me up
That goof, he tried to line 'em up
I'm better than him, go sign me up
A little too gnarly, gnarly fuck (Fuck)
Who dat there, who dat nigga with all that flair?
Braided bracelet, rats die slow, so never gonna say shit
Who dat there, who dat nigga with all that flair?
Braided bracelet, rats die slow, so never gonna say shit
Bloody shoes, bloody whip, brand new bloody bitch
Drop the tint of them opp, hit 'em with the stick
Bloody shoes, bloody whip, brand new bloody bitch
Drop the tint of them opp, hit 'em with the stick
Bloody shoes, bloody whip, brand new bloody bitch
Drop the tint of them opp, hit 'em with the stick
Bloody shoes, bloody whip, brand new bloody bitch
Drop the tint of them opp, hit 'em with the stick
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Writer(s): Jerry Antoine
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