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Blood Money
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Yeah, ayy
Smirky on sign to the streets
This shit way too deep for a piece
Wait until my shooter get released
Blood money, wash it with the bleach (What?)
Ayy, blood money, wash it with the shh
Blood money, wash it with the bleach
Ayy
Ayy, I was still tryna find me
I was still tryna find peace
This shit way too deep for a treesh
I know she a ten, but she a treesh
Ayy, careful ain't I'm watchin' what I see
This shit done turned me to a beast
This ain't how I wanted it to be
You ever count a million on the seat?
I tell your girl it's all that I see
Finish this shit, convincin' as can be
She too good, she convincin' me
Miami bitch, gang coolin'
I send the heat up on the beach
Twelve come, I tuck it in the seat
All the opps is scared or they deceased
Blood money, wash it with the bleach
Blood money, wash it with the bleach
Another nigga ain't another me
Still a beat a nigga if she leave
Bird money, I can send a tweet
Blood money, wash it with the bleach
Time spent on a dime piece
Time spent in the Maldives
Hundred-foot yacht in the ocean
Nigga in the middle of the sea
Yeah, blood money, wash it with my hand
Drug money turned me to a man
Stand 'em up, chop 'em with the leg
Gone ASAP, no read
Leave him in the middle of the street
Drug money, wash it with the bleach
Wipe it down, put it on the east
Hermรจs, croc Kelly on
Eatin' good, pot belly on
.42, No DeLeon
Watch diamond, Mike Napoleon
AM out, no slow leaks
I'm approachin' all my proceeds
Walk down on a stampede
Drug money, wash it with the bleach
Ayy, careful ain't I'm watchin' what I see
This shit done turned me to a beast
This ain't how I wanted it to be
You ever count a million on the seat?
I tell your girl it's all that I see
Finish this shit, convincin' as can be
She too good, she convincin' me
Miami bitch, gang coolin'
I send the heat up on the beach
Twelve come, I tuck it in the seat
All the opps is scared or they deceased
Blood money, wash it with the bleach
Blood money, wash it with the bleach
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