Blueface brings his signature style and raw energy to this track, painting a vivid picture of street life and the code he lives by. The recurring phrase "Pull up on your block, then I bleed it" suggests taking decisive action and handling conflicts head-on. He emphasizes loyalty to his crew, staying vigilant against threats, and never letting disputes linger. The references to firearms and gang affiliation highlight the dangers of his environment. Blueface also touches on themes of success, hard work, and overcoming envy from others. Overall, it's a gritty anthem about resilience, dominance, and maintaining one's reputation in a tough world.
Bleed It
Lyrics
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it
Guy that Mike Crook
Blueface, baby
Yeah, aight
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (bleed it)
Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it)
Wock' got me po'ed, but this TEC got him leanin' (got him leanin')
Never let the beef get cold, where's the meat at? (Where's the meat at?)
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (bleed it)
Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it)
Wock' got me po'ed, but this TEC got him leanin' (got him leanin')
Never let the beef get cold, where's the meat at? (Where's the meat at?)
Fuck a handgun, bitch, I brought a MAC in (MAC in)
Gotta keep a technical in case a nigga hackin' (hackin')
Glock with a dick on my lap, I'm in traffic (traffic)
My pistol bloated, ready to unload it ('load it)
Pop up least expected, like a notice (notice)
Famous Crip, everywhere I go, people notice
I started to notice, you gotta watch the people closest (closest)
Dozin' off in this Benz 'cause I can afford not to focus
Glock make 'em disappear, hocus pocus (hocus pocus)
I work too hard, bitch, I'm never lackin' (never lackin')
I tote pistols, you niggas typin' all captions (yeah, aight)
I really pop it, you niggas need to stop cappin' (stop the cappin')
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (bleed it)
Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it)
Wock' got me po'ed, but this TEC got him leanin' (got him leanin')
Never let the beef get cold, where's the meat at? (Where's the meat at?)
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (bleed it)
Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it)
Wock' got me po'ed, but this TEC got him leanin' (got him leanin')
Never let the beef get cold, where's the meat at? (Where's the meat at?)
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (bleed it)
Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it)
I don't get mad, dumb nigga, I get even (I get even)
You been rappin', I just do this on the weekend (on the weekend)
They don't wanna believe it, so I had to repeat it (repeat it)
They envy me, I'm MVP, this is my season
Creepin' in the Jeep, turn this bitch to Jeepers Creepers (Jeepers Creepers)
Treat my bitch like a pistol, no such thing as keepers
These bitches throwaways, bust once, then I throw away (yeah, aight)
I'm a fly Crip, baby, I don't know no other way (true)
Ah-ha-ha (bop)
On Schoolyard, bitch, yeah, aight
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (bleed it)
Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it)
Wock' got me po'ed, but this TEC got him leanin' (got him leanin')
Never let the beef get cold, where's the meat at? (Where's the meat at?)
Pull up on your block, then I bleed it (bleed it)
Slidin', if I don't drop somethin', I can't leave it (I can't leave it)
Wock' got me po'ed, but this TEC got him leanin' (got him leanin')
Never let the beef get cold, where's the meat at? (Where's the meat at?)
Writer(s): Jonathan Porter, Michael Louis Crook
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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