Bloodline ft. RRE Char Lyrics

I'm a Nike type of nigga you a Reebok

I know you gon' stab me in my back, that's a cheap shot

It's the bloodline nigga you my blood like a tree top

Yellin' free my nigga bleeze and shout out my nigga dBlock

Bad light skin bitch, hella horny, she like a peacock

She wanna mate go bust a date, this bitchblow like a G-Lock

I can feel it, I'm waitin' to blow, just

Waitin' on my turn

This bitch dirty, I'm too clean, please don't touch me, you got germs

I can't fuck without a condom, they like Usher let it burn

Through the rain, through the storm I still solid I was stern

Niggas talkin' crazy on their Instagram like they ain't learn

All he heard was, he in the casket and the urns

Ten thousand all blues spread flat like a perm

She don't get it we bump heads I want racks she want sperm

I gotta go and see my Texas bitch

She in Waco My next stopped Dallas, see my cousin need the Draco

I fly the bitch to Arizona for some Payso

I had her send the cheese through cash app, Doritos dipped with queso

You know it's Big RRE this shit bigger than the Lake Show

She gon play the streets for my dough but she knowing I don't play tho

How you let them niggas take over your whole block like a Lego

Always sippin' on syrup, don't gotta waffle or eggo

She wanna leave, bitch, leave, she gon

Stay though

And she know she gotta go, but she don't even know which way though

Red laser on the Glock name that motherfucker Kano

Grown man turn a bitch nigga snitch like Kato

And I'ma take your word if you say so

I'm the pot of gold that's at the end of the rainbow

Nigga, these real diamonds they from Zena's this ain't Shane Co

And let a nigga test me, beat his ass like I'm Django

Bitch I'm a T-Rex you just a lizard

Little Rango

Stay on these niggas necks don't let him breathe niggas strangled

I wanna show you somethin' new higher heights like a spaceship

Bitch actin' like a freak like she want it but can't take dick

She had the perfect BBL I couldn't tell like a shapeshift

She Keep starin' at my pole, you wanna taste it

And I'm gon' spend the night with you like a stakeout

But bitch, not at my apartment, we to the lake house

Baby, I'm tired of seafood, let's do the steakhouse

And dine in to show you off, don't do the takeout

We pop a bottle for the first time we made out

And we don't do it for the gram, that shit played out

Bring all the chicken and the shrimp steak fillets out

And put the lobster on top, bitch, we made it out

Do yo thang Baby