Blood Business Lyrics

Shit on my mind, So Ima sip

We blow at niggas,

Bounce out hots n hit that dip

He talkin' hot, Pop out with glocks n tap

three times,

Take off his lips

Slide down blocks, If Reese got chop n

I got mop, We make shit flip

He talm bout slide, It ain't about money

Folks ass drunk, His ass a dummy

Push yo' move n take some from me

Blood as reach, His ass zombie

Rock that block, got niggas runnin

Tough to ha, but ain't on nothin'

Got twin Glocks, One came wit button

Reeso tweakin', Vizo so tweakin', I be buggin

Up that bitch n if he tweak, His ass a go

Bail out cars, N watch me throw

We touch that face, fuck up his throat

Tell em' if you know, you know

Dude got fucked up, wit a ghost

When I shoot, it's like I know

Blow like ten, I do the most

If he step, I'm steppin' wit you

4.5 blow, sound like a missile

How the fuck, Is we gon' miss you?

Rip insides up like it's tissue

Sacrificed, we come and get you

You fucked up when blood get you

Can't get up when slugs hit you

We be spinnin' and we winnin

This blood business,

Shit on my mind, So Ima sip

We blow at niggas,

Bounce out hots n hit that dip

He talkin' hot, Pop out with glocks n tap

three times,

Take off his lips

Slide down blocks, If Reese got chop n

I got mop, We make shit flip

He talm bout slide, It ain't about money

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