BLOODY 98 Lyrics - UICIDEBOY FEAT. GHOSTEMANE

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  • Опубликовано: 21 июн 2023
  • #BLOODY98
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    BLOODY 98 by UICIDEBOY
    Album: Single
    Spotify: open.spotify.com/track/48P5W4...
    BLOODY 98 Lyrics:
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    Killer with that AK get this motherfucker bussin'
    Tell a ho to get the fuck if she ain't here to suck it
    Creepin' on a come up I got fam that need some funding
    I'm ducking for the drugging and sipping that tussin and bloating up my stomach
    I need the D, the-the-the O, the P the E
    Riding clean, the G the L, it's 63
    Ooh-wee, see chicken heads, they fiend for me
    Yung north S-I-D-E, W-E-T bitch
    Yeah motherfucker
    It's Grey-Grey-Grey-Grey
    Northside Wetto in this bitch
    59, motherfucker
    Off so many meds am I coming or I'm going?
    Fuck an interview, mane, I'm too raw to sugar coat it
    See a dead man walking, next election he'll be voting
    Pimp on a track, mix dope with the crack
    I might slide, camo mask, turn your hood to Iraq
    Bury suckers, fuck a groupie
    That's the truth, I feel like Gucci
    I got 99 problems and not one is you gon' shoot me
    We got Anna, motherfucker? Let me know or keep your mouth shut
    Slicky make a million every time I give that mouse touch
    Slicky whip that wrist and make a motherfucking ounce jump
    Wetto make a bitch play hard to get and get her mouth fucked
    Sick motherfucker, no mind motherfucker
    That white trash, high taxed, dying motherfucker
    Tell the world eat my dick, I'm a prick motherfucker
    Life Hell, tough shit, I'm the Bic motherfucker
    Fully loaded choppa, knew this bitch who lived on Tchoupitoulas
    Bitch seemed like an opportunist, flocking just to jock my new shit
    Stopped in Houston, belly looking swollen, better stop abusing
    Wock' and chewing fent, yeah, all my teeth are fucking rotten
    Cruising down your block and you know Blanco lighting blunts of herb
    Carefully choose your words unless you'd rather bite the fucking curb
    What's the word? Whatchu fuckin' heard? Blanco smite the herd
    Fuck your bitch until her spine is curved, Blanco spiked your nerves, uh
    Oh shit
    Blanco, Blanco, Blanco, Blanco
    Oh shit
    Spreading my wings, but I ain't taking anyone under them
    Why can't I just glide in peace?
    Using these drugs to release
    Fucking these bitches for free
    Flirting with death, I keep promising things
    When's he gonna know that I'm a tease and I'm just tryna get a lil sleep?
    Capitalizing the G
    F to the I to the V to the E
    N to the I to the N to the E
    To the F to the O to the R to the L to the I to the F to the E
    For my gang, I will do anything (anything)
    For my gang, I will do everything (everything)
    Creepin' out my mothafuckin' rut
    Picking up all my guts and the blood I let flood through the gutters
    I'm ready to make a break out and take out all of the things
    I gotta put my scope on, now I'm boutta put my red dot on and then snipe
    Every one of them fuckers that wanted to believe the hype
    I'ma go psycho and then I'll never take another look up in my sights
    I'm put a green light on my $uicide
    Let my wrist leak my fluids out
    Never gonna be another realer than the black mage or the G59
    Any other motherfucker is chillin' in the backstage or a sideline, bitch
    Yeah, sliding in my '69 Camaro SS
    Got my dime in my lap, Glock cocked in her breast
    Got the 12's in the trunk, turn it up and let it bump
    Mossberg shotty pump rattle when the bass thump
    Oh, oh, I'ma let it go, go, ayy
    I'm the one ya never wanna turn your back on
    All of them haters hatin' on me wanna be on what I'm on
    Oh, y'all want me to fall off?
    Oh, that's too bad 'cause I won't
    And I'm gonna be there when every one of your soul gets dragged down to Hell
    I don't need anymore money, I got too much that I cannot even spend
    All y'all be thinkin' that y'all love a rapper but y'all just be following the latest trend
    I'm gettin' by with the bank, don't got a vibe with a saint, I'm gonna paint
    A pic of the blackest of mages, I'm makin' everybody question their faith
    G to the H to the O to the S to the T to the E
    M to the A to the N to the E
    B to the L to the A to the C to the K
    To the M to the A-G-E
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