Yo why the f*ck my
My lighter ain't workin
Like damn, like I'm tryna get high as a muf*cka
And my cup muddy as hell
I beat her wall and get her jaw I paint her face like Basquiat
Man, hoe shut up, get on your knees I hate when bitches talk a lot
I'm tatted on my f*ckin' body and all my glocks, they pop a lot
And me and twin we high as f*ck, we like to do them drugs a lot
I'm in the hood, you know I'm a stamped bitch, cause I hang with bloods a lot
It's so much red up in my cup lil' bitch, I'm sippin' blood clot
Givenchy on my f*ckin' belt the swag gon' take the whole spot
I need my f*ckin' check today My new AR got red dot
Ayy, I got guns for days feel like I was born to shoot
I'm walkin' in his f*ckin' trap I stick em up, give me your loot
I'm with them real bloods forreal but my hunnids crippin' blue
Muddy cup, I'm feelin' great baby, what you tryna do
Lil' bitch, I hang with real bloods
Blatt blatt
I blam at you
And lil' bitch, I'm on f*ckin' time My new bitch speakin' Canichu
Bitch, I don't need no f*ckin' feature I'm f*ckin' snappin' by myself
Man, tell that hoe to say her vows She eat my dick thru sick and health
I told my twin, go send the stems I eat the beat like bitch, what else
I rip her up and break her down Cause her shit water, Michael Phelps
I beat her wall and get her jaw I paint her face Basquiat
Hoe shut up, get on your knees I hate when bitches talk a lot
I'm really him, I pop a lot
My patna blood, slime a lot
What the f*ck is in your cup? Lil' bitch, I'm sippin' blood clot
I beat her wall and get her jaw I paint her face like Basquiat
Man, hoe shut up, get on your knees I hate when bitches talk a lot
I'm tatted on my f*ckin' body and all my glocks, they pop a lot
And me and twin we high as f*ck, we like to do them drugs a lot
I'm in the hood, you know I'm a stamped bitch, cause I hang with bloods a lot
It's so much red up in my cup lil' bitch, I'm sippin' blood clot
Givenchy on my f*ckin' belt the swag gon' take the whole spot
I need my f*ckin' check today My new AR got red dot
Jaziah - BLOOD CLOT Lyrics
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Yo why the f*ck my
My lighter ain't workin
Like damn, like I'm tryna get high as a muf*cka
And my cup muddy as hell
I beat her wall and get her jaw I paint her face like Basquiat
Man, hoe shut up, get on your knees I hate when bitches talk a lot
I'm tatted on my f*ckin' body and all my glocks, they pop a lot
And me and twin we high as f*ck, we like to do them drugs a lot
I'm in the hood, you know I'm a stamped bitch, cause I hang with bloods a lot
It's so much red up in my cup lil' bitch, I'm sippin' blood clot
Givenchy on my f*ckin' belt the swag gon' take the whole spot
I need my f*ckin' check today My new AR got red dot
Ayy, I got guns for days feel like I was born to shoot
I'm walkin' in his f*ckin' trap I stick em up, give me your loot
I'm with them real bloods forreal but my hunnids crippin' blue
Muddy cup, I'm feelin' great baby, what you tryna do
Lil' bitch, I hang with real bloods
Blatt blatt
I blam at you
And lil' bitch, I'm on f*ckin' time My new bitch speakin' Canichu
Bitch, I don't need no f*ckin' feature I'm f*ckin' snappin' by myself
Man, tell that hoe to say her vows She eat my dick thru sick and health
I told my twin, go send the stems I eat the beat like bitch, what else
I rip her up and break her down Cause her shit water, Michael Phelps
I beat her wall and get her jaw I paint her face Basquiat
Hoe shut up, get on your knees I hate when bitches talk a lot
I'm really him, I pop a lot
My patna blood, slime a lot
What the f*ck is in your cup? Lil' bitch, I'm sippin' blood clot
I beat her wall and get her jaw I paint her face like Basquiat
Man, hoe shut up, get on your knees I hate when bitches talk a lot
I'm tatted on my f*ckin' body and all my glocks, they pop a lot
And me and twin we high as f*ck, we like to do them drugs a lot
I'm in the hood, you know I'm a stamped bitch, cause I hang with bloods a lot
It's so much red up in my cup lil' bitch, I'm sippin' blood clot
Givenchy on my f*ckin' belt the swag gon' take the whole spot
I need my f*ckin' check today My new AR got red dot
My lighter ain't workin
Like damn, like I'm tryna get high as a muf*cka
And my cup muddy as hell
I beat her wall and get her jaw I paint her face like Basquiat
Man, hoe shut up, get on your knees I hate when bitches talk a lot
I'm tatted on my f*ckin' body and all my glocks, they pop a lot
And me and twin we high as f*ck, we like to do them drugs a lot
I'm in the hood, you know I'm a stamped bitch, cause I hang with bloods a lot
It's so much red up in my cup lil' bitch, I'm sippin' blood clot
Givenchy on my f*ckin' belt the swag gon' take the whole spot
I need my f*ckin' check today My new AR got red dot
Ayy, I got guns for days feel like I was born to shoot
I'm walkin' in his f*ckin' trap I stick em up, give me your loot
I'm with them real bloods forreal but my hunnids crippin' blue
Muddy cup, I'm feelin' great baby, what you tryna do
Lil' bitch, I hang with real bloods
Blatt blatt
I blam at you
And lil' bitch, I'm on f*ckin' time My new bitch speakin' Canichu
Bitch, I don't need no f*ckin' feature I'm f*ckin' snappin' by myself
Man, tell that hoe to say her vows She eat my dick thru sick and health
I told my twin, go send the stems I eat the beat like bitch, what else
I rip her up and break her down Cause her shit water, Michael Phelps
I beat her wall and get her jaw I paint her face Basquiat
Hoe shut up, get on your knees I hate when bitches talk a lot
I'm really him, I pop a lot
My patna blood, slime a lot
What the f*ck is in your cup? Lil' bitch, I'm sippin' blood clot
I beat her wall and get her jaw I paint her face like Basquiat
Man, hoe shut up, get on your knees I hate when bitches talk a lot
I'm tatted on my f*ckin' body and all my glocks, they pop a lot
And me and twin we high as f*ck, we like to do them drugs a lot
I'm in the hood, you know I'm a stamped bitch, cause I hang with bloods a lot
It's so much red up in my cup lil' bitch, I'm sippin' blood clot
Givenchy on my f*ckin' belt the swag gon' take the whole spot
I need my f*ckin' check today My new AR got red dot
Writer: JaZiah Jackson
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