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bludmoney - grave lyrics
[chorus: bludmoney & riley reid]
b_tch, i’m bludmoney put you in a grave, my friends is all fakes, i cut ’em away
ballin’. just copped me a wraith, dior and chrome all over my frames
p_ssy boy don’t wanna die today, k!lling to me is a holiday
you gotta draw on my titties one day
[verse 1: bludmoney]
this is the drip, copped me some vetements
entering my motherf_ckin’ element, came from the sediment
b_tch, you irrelevant, smoking that thraxx
inhaling it, whippin’ it, smokin’ it, sellin’ it
[?] like some motherf_ckin’ gelatin
b_tch on her knees, [?] the beef
i’m motherf_ckin’ servin’ it, told you that boy is a rat
we not for that, smoke some thraxx, lay back
grindin’ for the cheese while you sit up on yo ass
four door maybach, f_ckin’ yo b_tch had to push the seat back
sniper stock attached, he talkin’, pull yo sh_t back
geez, motherf_cker, relax
prada all over my lenses, b_tch i be drippin’ not slippin’
i give a f_ck how you feelin’, if you want smoke then it’s up to the ceiling
[chorus: bludmoney]
b_tch, i’m bludmoney put you in a grave, my friends is all fakes, i cut ’em away
ballin’. just copped me a wraith, dior and chrome all over my frames
p_ssy boy don’t wanna die today, k!lling to me is a holiday
(yeah b_tch, aye, aye, yeah)
[verse 2: bludmoney & vypirr]
tired of white boys thinkin’ they crippin’
put down that sh_t you smokin’, you trippin’
i’m not affiliated, can’t ruin my image
venomous, we poison that b_tch and we k!ll him
hop on the 40, we catchin’ him slippin’
juggin’ yo boy, we takin’ his digits
he on the news, they callin’ him missing
he on the internet thinkin’ he crippin’
choppa sprayed on the block, loading my pockets with nos
can’t trust no thot, don’t want no thot
i swear these b_tches allergic to c_ck
all fun and games ’til you hearin’ shots
pull up on his block
all fun and games ’til you hear it c_ck
peelin’ out, leavin’ him there like he knocked
venomous so you know we always leavin’ marks
[chorus: bludmoney]
b_tch, i’m bludmoney put you in a grave, my friends is all fakes, i cut ’em away
ballin’. just copped me a wraith, dior and chrome all over my frames
p_ssy boy don’t wanna die today, k!lling to me is a holiday
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