Bl33ding
Bleed, Bleed, Bleed
All of em' All of em' (Bleed)
All of em' All of em' (Bleed)
All of em' All of em' (Bleed)
Want all of em' All of em' (Bleed)
Yeah I want all of em bleed (bleeding)
Yeah I want all of em bleed (bleeding)
Pussy boy he tried to diss
Police found him dead (bleeding)
OD'd on the X, shit fucked up my head (bleeding)
When I go to the crime scene, all I wanna see is red (bleeding)
Lil' bitch I'm rich, I do not give no shit (no shit)
Pull up on tg4l, what the fuck did I miss?
I'm tryna' see my bloodline, where the fuck are my kids
I walked in this bitch with a switch, walked out with the money I flip
Went to hell, found out this shit ain't fucking real
What's that smell? That's the smell of weed I fucking tell
They wanna send me to hell
I wish em' well
Walked in that bitch and dropped a band without a care
I thought you was catching bodies, why is you scared?
Can't sip no lean around you, you fucking fed'
We got drums and guns and we got sticks and fucking mags
Yeah I'm rich as fuck and yo' bitch ass is fucking mad
We gon' fill em' with meds
Fill em led
Drinking that fat ass shit, fill it with heads
I invented cred' didn't ask for no credit
Bitches wanna hate yeah' I can't fucking stand it
Making all these bands you cannot understand shit
Popping percs' like it was candy fucking candy
Turnt into a pack yeah I was a fucking cannabis
Yall lil' bitches hate but yall can't understand this
Bleed, Bleed, Bleed
All of em' All of em' (Bleed)
All of em' All of em' (Bleed)
All of em' All of em' (Bleed)
Want all of em' All of em'
Bleed, Bleed, Bleed
All of em' All of em' (Bleed)
All of em' All of em' (Bleed)
All of em' All of em' (Bleed)
Want all of em' All of em' (Bleed)
Yeah I want all of em bleed (bleeding)
Yeah I want all of em bleed (bleeding)
Pussy boy he tried to diss
Police found him dead (bleeding)
OD'd on the X, shit fucked up my head (bleeding)
When I go to the crime scene, all I wanna see is red (bleeding)
Lil' bitch I'm rich, I do not give no shit (no shit)
Pull up on tg4l, what the fuck did I miss?
I'm tryna' see my bloodline, where the fuck are my kids
I walked in this bitch with a switch, walked out with the money I flip
All of em' All of em' (Bleed)
All of em' All of em' (Bleed)
All of em' All of em' (Bleed)
Want all of em' All of em' (Bleed)
Yeah I want all of em bleed (bleeding)
Yeah I want all of em bleed (bleeding)
Pussy boy he tried to diss
Police found him dead (bleeding)
OD'd on the X, shit fucked up my head (bleeding)
When I go to the crime scene, all I wanna see is red (bleeding)
Lil' bitch I'm rich, I do not give no shit (no shit)
Pull up on tg4l, what the fuck did I miss?
I'm tryna' see my bloodline, where the fuck are my kids
I walked in this bitch with a switch, walked out with the money I flip
Went to hell, found out this shit ain't fucking real
What's that smell? That's the smell of weed I fucking tell
They wanna send me to hell
I wish em' well
Walked in that bitch and dropped a band without a care
I thought you was catching bodies, why is you scared?
Can't sip no lean around you, you fucking fed'
We got drums and guns and we got sticks and fucking mags
Yeah I'm rich as fuck and yo' bitch ass is fucking mad
We gon' fill em' with meds
Fill em led
Drinking that fat ass shit, fill it with heads
I invented cred' didn't ask for no credit
Bitches wanna hate yeah' I can't fucking stand it
Making all these bands you cannot understand shit
Popping percs' like it was candy fucking candy
Turnt into a pack yeah I was a fucking cannabis
Yall lil' bitches hate but yall can't understand this
Bleed, Bleed, Bleed
All of em' All of em' (Bleed)
All of em' All of em' (Bleed)
All of em' All of em' (Bleed)
Want all of em' All of em'
Bleed, Bleed, Bleed
All of em' All of em' (Bleed)
All of em' All of em' (Bleed)
All of em' All of em' (Bleed)
Want all of em' All of em' (Bleed)
Yeah I want all of em bleed (bleeding)
Yeah I want all of em bleed (bleeding)
Pussy boy he tried to diss
Police found him dead (bleeding)
OD'd on the X, shit fucked up my head (bleeding)
When I go to the crime scene, all I wanna see is red (bleeding)
Lil' bitch I'm rich, I do not give no shit (no shit)
Pull up on tg4l, what the fuck did I miss?
I'm tryna' see my bloodline, where the fuck are my kids
I walked in this bitch with a switch, walked out with the money I flip
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Writer(s): Maliek Mcintosh
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