Bleed Bleed Bleed
Jhixo
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Room raid, take look poke up all I know
Fountain gettin took, it's whatever for that dough
I'll shoot my legs off before I stand being broke
We gon' pass, pass, pass, after that, make a toast
I let the hellcat loose, out the window at AMG
I got the same amount of shootings as my robberies
Have you ever poked two layers and then broke the screen
Take hits, break our wrists, bleed, bleed, bleed
Mr. 459, man, you niggas know the truth
I'm sliding in the Benz, throwing racks out the coupe
I didn't hear a scream, cause I fell through the roof
I love that backdoe, but chinks can get it too
I'm that kid that never kid, they want him next too
I get way too hungry, get them sick while I have the flu
Breakin' wrists will got me jammed, they threw me all up in them blues
We just got done draggin' stuff, but fuck it, take the rest too
Go hard and go yard
Bitch, I been gettin' bands
Just passed for a hundred, now I'm suitin' up again
My bitch think I'm foul, cause I'm fuckin' on her friends
I keep passin' for Chanel, my bitch don't know her man
We can only be fuckin' after I'm done hustlin
Niggas fightin' fake cases, like I just squabbled with the government
Niggas wonderin, why they can't keep up with the fundin' shit
Might punch a bitch, she gave me a set of vibes and I ain't fuckin' with it
Four deep, no sleep, spendin' nights in the field
Slick divided from the trenches, man, this shit gettin' real
Back to back, back to back, till we score for a mil
Scored my first week out, and yo nigga broke still
I send shots, sparks bright, but he ain't see me let off
If I'm the driver, which I'm not, I'm gon' forever be raw
We hoppin' out, not coppin' out, the whole gang be involved
If I don't know nothin, I'll be right back with Mr. Knowitall on
I'm a thief in the night, but fell in with day
This rap shit cool, but flockin, it just pays
Terrorizing on the outs, boy, I had a fade first date
Fightin' a couple felonies, bouncin' out anyway
Everybody be slimy, even the niggas sayin' this
Hop out and cock back, like I just got a break of wrist
She can blink, and the chink is gon' be missin' this piss
We just bounced out, matchin' four deep with four fifths
Raw cash piss coins, man, you niggas know the truth
How you niggas pokin' up? Maeling don't know you
Don't blink when you see me, best believe I'ma shoot
I ain't never had a bail if I did number two