BLEH Lyrics

(Six) Yeah

Ha, ha, ha

Yeah, yeah

Ha, ha

(Bleh, bleh, bleh, bleh)

Black up on my body, feel like Manson

Two bad 'lil bitches up in the lobby I might chance it

Real deal Southside shit, not talking Kansas

Been sippin' so damn much I feel my big cousin brandyn

And my strobe light bitch it blink

And my cup tinted pink

And my niggas keep them blades and we ain't talking about skating rinks

And my drugs it ain't free

My bitch she name Chanel, but I boss her out in the finest Celine

Huh, won't fall for no damn hoe

Huh, won't fall for my damn team

Huh, and my niggas live by the code

Huh, leave them dead by any means

And I been sippin' so much red, huh (I been sippin')

That all this shit might leave me dead (Shit might leave 'em dead)

Been getting real pissy, been getting real crunk up off these meds

And if I get caught lacking I won't say shit to the feds

I'll beat her pussy down, i'm trying to incubate her eggs

I see you just a pussy, right through my Chrome Heart lens

Can't stuff these fucking racks no matter how much I buy pants

She a real deal "Trench" baby and she like the "X & Sex"

So I threw her in her coffin and I left that 'lil bitch dead

And she suck me down like bleh, huh

Bleh, bleh, bleh

Huh, huh?

Bleh, bleh, bleh

Huh, huh?

Bleh, bleh, bleh

Huh, huh, bleh

Huh, huh, bleh

I keep a big bag, bitch, a sack

I enchant that hoe, so I knocked her back

We had beat 'lil buddy for his pockets and he went splat

My wrist on 10, like Ben, 'lil bitch, I keep the MAC

(Bleh, bleh, bleh)

(Bleh, boing, bleh!)

(Black up on my body, feel like Manson)

(Two bad 'lil bitches up in the lobby, I might chance it)

(Real deal Southside shit, not talking Kansas)

(Been sippin' so damn much I feel like my big cousin brandyn)