Bleed
Bleeding!
WTF are you doing on trillie
All my niggas Them shoot all my shities
I close my eyes in a kind of measure
This niggas gon' keep my treasure
WTF, are you having a leisure?
Call on me ama give you a lesson
Mike Amirie, Nigga Billie Jean
We sliding over till we finna die
Gone for drill is a kind of fusion
All my list and all my fashion
Up in the night and am smoking with causion
Paradise, Nigga solitaires
Up in the street and I finna die
Watch those niggas, them never try
Gone so wrong? I apologize
Accept my mistake ama strategize
Vida, vida nigga picking a hunnid
All over me ama give you a thousand
Waiting for me ama give you a weapon
38, nigga feel the taste
See my head and I hit it straight
Pop smoke in the ground
Choppers on the top
King Von in the ground
Dirty, dirty on the top
I don't fear no nigga
Picking all their calls
All my niggas, them trashing
Sunday nigga on a trooper
He's dancing all over the chopper
Power trip
That's a hella trick
Niggas don't give me respect for option
Feeling me nigga all night
Drill rap feels like's all mine
Drill rap feels like's all mine
Drill rap feels like's all mine
Drill rap feels like's all mine
Bleeding in the 48
All the bitches wanna holidate
Shooting the opps in the cludy8
Am i dying?
Nigga ain't fornicate
Ama finna kill your ass
Watch you tryna die
Wet you on the face
No respect for that
Don't talk to me
You a B.A.D
Fuck the teen in a P.I.T
Check on me nigga S.I.T
I got a call from N.A.V
Gone for drill Nigga D.I.G
All of me nigga so I think
Till I struck and get your back
But I wasn't sure of that
And I beat and melt your fa'
Till come backup with ca'
But I hate your guts and ga'
And my bullets gonna chase your ass
I beat and double it twice
But you think am driving with break
My squad gotta be with faith
In the funeral there's canteen
I won't let you count on me
In the figure of 8 I close my eyes
I count my niggas them tres
I close my eyes am shooting all the opps
I got them on the chest
I don't care in nothing if you cannot even touch my vest
Till I got no ice
Am moving fast, I think am on the test
Medical face mask am on pimp
UK drill with eyes on Tim
Pick and call them on the SIM
Three days left for me to film
Vida, vida nigga picking a hunnid
All over me ama give you a thousand
Waiting for me ama give you a weapon
(waiting for me ama give you a weapon)
Niggas gon' split me
Fuck these niggas am moving on trinnie uhh
Them think them bleeding and I struck I fuck 'em fittty uhh
I think I bleed 'em
I think I struck 'em
Am I sure?
I don't think they stole my Kittie
WTF are you doing on trillie
All my niggas Them shoot all my shities
I close my eyes in a kind of measure
This niggas gon' keep my treasure
WTF, are you having a leisure?
Call on me ama give you a lesson
Mike Amirie, Nigga Billie Jean
We sliding over till we finna die
Gone for drill is a kind of fusion
All my list and all my fashion
Up in the night and am smoking with causion
Paradise, Nigga solitaires
Up in the street and I finna die
Watch those niggas, them never try
Gone so wrong? I apologize
Accept my mistake ama strategize
Vida, vida nigga picking a hunnid
All over me ama give you a thousand
Waiting for me ama give you a weapon
38, nigga feel the taste
See my head and I hit it straight
Pop smoke in the ground
Choppers on the top
King Von in the ground
Dirty, dirty on the top
I don't fear no nigga
Picking all their calls
All my niggas, them trashing
Sunday nigga on a trooper
He's dancing all over the chopper
Power trip
That's a hella trick
Niggas don't give me respect for option
Feeling me nigga all night
Drill rap feels like's all mine
Drill rap feels like's all mine
Drill rap feels like's all mine
Drill rap feels like's all mine
Bleeding in the 48
All the bitches wanna holidate
Shooting the opps in the cludy8
Am i dying?
Nigga ain't fornicate
Ama finna kill your ass
Watch you tryna die
Wet you on the face
No respect for that
Don't talk to me
You a B.A.D
Fuck the teen in a P.I.T
Check on me nigga S.I.T
I got a call from N.A.V
Gone for drill Nigga D.I.G
All of me nigga so I think
Till I struck and get your back
But I wasn't sure of that
And I beat and melt your fa'
Till come backup with ca'
But I hate your guts and ga'
And my bullets gonna chase your ass
I beat and double it twice
But you think am driving with break
My squad gotta be with faith
In the funeral there's canteen
I won't let you count on me
In the figure of 8 I close my eyes
I count my niggas them tres
I close my eyes am shooting all the opps
I got them on the chest
I don't care in nothing if you cannot even touch my vest
Till I got no ice
Am moving fast, I think am on the test
Medical face mask am on pimp
UK drill with eyes on Tim
Pick and call them on the SIM
Three days left for me to film
Vida, vida nigga picking a hunnid
All over me ama give you a thousand
Waiting for me ama give you a weapon
(waiting for me ama give you a weapon)
Niggas gon' split me
Fuck these niggas am moving on trinnie uhh
Them think them bleeding and I struck I fuck 'em fittty uhh
I think I bleed 'em
I think I struck 'em
Am I sure?
I don't think they stole my Kittie
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Writer(s): Praise Abare
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