Blood on my True Religion Video (MV)

(Sorry, but i really have to go, ill miss you all)

She seen my true colors she paint pick like Van Gogh
She keep that drum right in her purse it don't run outta ammo
Yeah

Please don't get no blood up on my True Religions yeah
Please don't get no blood up on my True Religions

(Please)

I taste your blood when we be kissing
I light my cigarette up like an incense
Shawty you been acting distant
We both like them drugs
And self harm we share interests
Its so hard when you get missing
Is it deliberate?
Ian ask for nothing in return I kept on giving
Shawty tell me am I ignorant
Ian mean to come off as inconsiderate

Take a sip of red
Ion wanna be separated
You my gore baby you know we both X-rated
Twenty four karat on yo neck it ain't gold plated

She seen my true colors she paint pick like Van Gogh
She keep that drum right in her purse it don't run outta ammo
Shawty you gotta talk too me ion get the memo
No hesitation when u ask for something sent that Venmo
I put you in Balenciaga Prada and the Vetement
I cannot tell when you pissed off
You like a ticking time bomb
It started off so picture perfect it was like a sitcom
Now I gotta watch my tone
You told me baby keep calm

Im sorry

She seen my True color

Please don't leave your tears up on my Truies

Keep that drum right in her

Please don't leave your tears up on my Truies

Shawty you gotta talk to me

Please don't leave your tears up on my Truies

No hesitation when you ask for

Please don't leave your tears up on my Truies

(Ill miss you all)