Mr.Bludie ft. $CA$HBAM$ Lyrics

Dezzy haha cash

Knockin on the door, stare at the nigga he's not far

Catch up knock his ass on the floor do it two two times

Cut to the door, shoot in the head, and I fled

Nigga sad, no need that, I got no one, but you new niggas

I'm not stronger than any of these niggas, nah

Pop a nigga in it, said I'd make that bread

Cuz when I hop on, make him see red

This one fire up, feelin' dead

Boy hopped out and he fled, caught a body, left the head

Got that boy got a breath of stress, I was not so dead

Right now I'm looking up, finna take that top off

Caught that nigga lagging like wet, see him riding out

Boy call me Mr. Bloody cuz I'm perfectly this room red

Hit that nigga in the face, I'll shit that nigga's dead

Bitch, don't fuck with me, I got 30 blicks, got 30 blicks

She suckin' on my dick, yeah, that's suicide to you

Te-te, you fuckin' back over here, that shit fuckin' suicide, okay

Let me fuck around with these niggas like it's fuckin' suicide, okay

Damn, I'm a boy, that's really all my words, he's

Yo, I be tryna offer perks, see these niggas dead

If a nigga try to play, he gon' get shot in his face

Pull up on that fuckin' block, then you know we gon' bang

Yeah, I'm not playin' no fuckin' games

I can't do no wrong, makin' all these fuckin' songs

Pull up on that boy, he gon' fuck ander

He a bitch, pull up on his fuckin' clique

Then you know we gon' blick, uh

My word, I'm Teeza

Nigga tried to do a black heart like a bitch

Nigga had switched up, mm, like a bitch

For the punk ass nigga, straight to bed

You my best friend, yeah, I'm so hot, I can't understand

Blow up his house like Osama

Fuckin' on his bitch Obama like, huh

Pull up on that boy block, throwin' shots

Fuck ender, shit, bitch, yeah, that nigga suckin' dick

Fuck Jinx, he ain't do it, shut the clique

Fuck Straw, he a bitch

Fuck Ash, if I see her, I'ma put her in my spliff

Y'all dogs, cats, let's fall, get back on life now

I got the best verse ever, the fuck they talkin' about

What, what nigga, no, move out here nigga

I had the best verse

Nah nigga, you don't even know it bro, I'm cash nigga

I get everything right, I've got the best verse right here bro, you trippin

Okay, you gorilla, banana, kool-aid, chicken lover

Damn nigga, you know what, just for sayin' that bro

Just for sayin' that bro, I got

Mmm, mmm, mmm, let's see what they say

Y'all some crackheads