bl00d
Blood
Ooh
Yeah, yeah
Big blood, big blood, blood, big blood, blood
Pull up in my town
You in my blood
666 on my platelets
Call me on my cell phone (bling!)
You could say less
Dad's a cancer
We don't make meth
Cars in the yard, WiFi on slow
Flow got hella bars though, hoe
Say wassup to Fowl, say wassup to Cobra
Get me hella loud
Pull up off the corner
Out my coma
Off hiatus
Fuck a MoMA
Paint the stratosphere
They call me lil boy but you know it's hella big it's in my blood
You know it's hella big it's in my blood
When they get me hella lit it's in my blood
It's in my blood
It's in my, it's in my blood
Blood, blood
Like the back of my hand
See you running down the back of my hand
Yeah, I know you like the back of my hand
Back of my hand, see you running down my knuckles from the impact
Run that shit back yeah that shit slap
Yeah, you see that?
Yeah, you did that
Neck crick-crack from the whiplash
Pop it like a Tic Tac
Beat up till our lips smack, blue-black
Limp wrist relapse, stick shift revamp
I hope that you feel that
You know that I mean that
Really wanna bleed that
If you don't heal you can
Pull up in my town
In my blood
They call me lil boy but you know it's hella big it's in my blood
You know it's hella big it's in my blood
When they get me hella lit it's in my blood
It's in my blood
Ooh
Yeah, yeah
Big blood, big blood, blood, big blood, blood
Pull up in my town
You in my blood
666 on my platelets
Call me on my cell phone (bling!)
You could say less
Dad's a cancer
We don't make meth
Cars in the yard, WiFi on slow
Flow got hella bars though, hoe
Say wassup to Fowl, say wassup to Cobra
Get me hella loud
Pull up off the corner
Out my coma
Off hiatus
Fuck a MoMA
Paint the stratosphere
They call me lil boy but you know it's hella big it's in my blood
You know it's hella big it's in my blood
When they get me hella lit it's in my blood
It's in my blood
It's in my, it's in my blood
Blood, blood
Like the back of my hand
See you running down the back of my hand
Yeah, I know you like the back of my hand
Back of my hand, see you running down my knuckles from the impact
Run that shit back yeah that shit slap
Yeah, you see that?
Yeah, you did that
Neck crick-crack from the whiplash
Pop it like a Tic Tac
Beat up till our lips smack, blue-black
Limp wrist relapse, stick shift revamp
I hope that you feel that
You know that I mean that
Really wanna bleed that
If you don't heal you can
Pull up in my town
In my blood
They call me lil boy but you know it's hella big it's in my blood
You know it's hella big it's in my blood
When they get me hella lit it's in my blood
It's in my blood
Credits
Writer(s): Javid Ali
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.