Back In Blood
Lyrics
Get yo money out my face, I ain't rocking with a lame
I be banging with my killers, we gon take your life away
And these bitches on my dick, they just riding on my wave
You a killer, I'm a driller, we go up I want grenades
Get yo money out my face, I ain't rocking with a lame
I be banging with my killers, we gon take your life away
And these bitches on my dick, they just riding on my wave
You a killer, I'm a driller, we go up I want grenades
Shawty sucking on my dick, know she boutta get naughty
In the stu every week, bitch we stacking the money
All these bitches feeling weak, sippin on the bicardi
Went from a 6 speed, now we whip Maserati
I be fucking on yo bitch, she be sucking on my dick
All these lames talk shit, lay em down like a brick
Bust his ass like a beyblade and let it fucking rip
Burning rubber on his ass, bitch you know we finna win
Mama crying when she see her son, bleeding from the gang shit
Pussy wanna fuck wit us, we let that choppa bang quick
Keep that 40 on my waist, we keep that shit stainless
Stravy and day, we make the opps shoot aimless
Get yo money out my face, I ain't rocking with a lame
I be banging with my killers, we gon take your life away
And these bitches on my dick, they just riding on my wave
You a killer, I'm a driller, we go up I want grenades
Get yo money out my face, I ain't rocking with a lame
I be banging with my killers, we gon take your life away
And these bitches on my dick, they just riding on my wave
You a killer, I'm a driller, we go up I want grenades
Writer(s): Day$okee ., Stravy .
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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