blood on my jeans

damn

i tried to stop

oh

baby

baby

baby

baby

you literally are my everything

ha

baby

i've been on the run

but i would never run from your love

if you feel on my dick

there's a gun

not right there

just a little above

i value my relationship

it's forever

but i've been cheatin' on the drugs

broke up with codeine

need a new plug

hit up hot

raw pints

i need two of 'em

lean

put biscotti in my lungs

i'm smokin' green

chopper on me

i don't talk

i just up the beam

let my gun bust a nut then leave

i ain't leave a clue on the scene

close range so i got blood on my jeans

saints row cup

ain't no red in my lean

bank rolled up

i been swimmin' in green

still the blue face king

benjamin franklin come dirty and clean

i know my haters hate to see me succeed

if they get the chance they'll end up murderin' me

this shit got me laughin'

ha-ha

keltec get to rappin'

gra gra

fuck nigga

i'm yo' father

don't matter if you older

they say age is just a number

if that's the case i'm way over

than who?

and these bitches that think that they get it

for a backstage pass she can suck a dick

bitch

i got a bitch better

get you a ticket

walk through the night with my gun like a creep

but my shirt maison martin

my shoes double c

i don't know what it's gonna take you to believe

that i ain't goin' nowhere

i ain't gon' leave you

i ain't goin' nowhere

i ain't gon' leave you

you stuck with me

apologies for my fuckery

baby

i've been on the run

but i would never run from your love

if you feel on my dick

there's a gun

not right there

just a little above

i value my relationship

it's forever

but i've been cheatin' on the drugs

broke up with codeine

need a new plug

hit up hot

raw pints

i need two of 'em

lean

put biscotti in my lungs

i'm smokin' green

chopper on me

i don't talk

i just up the beam

let my gun bust a nut then leave

i ain't leave a clue on the scene

close range so i got blood on my jeans

i ain't leave a clue on the scene

close range so i got blood on my jeans

i shot a nigga in the club

double cup next to me

i got his blood in my lean

choppa on me with a beam

freddy krueger show up in yo' dreams

things ain't not what they seem

shorty wanna ball on the team

bitch i'm the best

freestyle off the top

got a bitch in the crib

she been givin' me top

every day bitch

i'mma count up the guap

run up on me

just like a zit

nigga get popped

i'm on the block with my niggas

with choppas

i'm getting this money so i had to move

i'm in the 'burbs for my momma

i bought her a mansion

a house and a dog

it's cool

i don't give a fuck about you

just me

you know how i be

wait

i ain't goin' nowhere

i ain't gon' leave you

i ain't goin' nowhere

i ain't gon' leave you

you stuck with me

apologies for my fuckery

baby

i've been on the run

but i would never run from your love

if you feel on my dick

there's a gun

not right there

just a little above

i value my relationship

it's forever

but i've been cheatin' on the drugs

broke up with codeine

need a new plug

and them hot rod pockets i need two of 'em

lean

put biscotti in my lungs

i'm smokin' green

chopper on me

i don't talk

i just up the beam

let my gun bust a nut then leave

i ain't leave a clue on the scene

close range so i got blood on my jeans