BLOOD OMEN Lyrics

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Twin got a blick he won't blow he just clutching it

Ima pull up then skrt off in a cullanin

My bitch so bad she got afro she melanin

Said that's ya mans oh okay why he telling then

I got the gas in my lung I'm inhaling it

Niggas look up to me feel like the reverend

I been tryna stack up sum bread where my rubberband?

Send me the lo then on god I am mailing it

If it's a test then that fuck nigga failing it

Switch up on niggas like I got a felony

Count up a 100 bands like my name Bellamy

I got some paint on my shoes these margiella

Shut the fuck up lil bitch why would you yell at me?

Can't hit my phone bitch you can't even get at me

They feel this shit like I'm doing telepathy

Love my girl black yeah I love my bitch ebony

That boy is cap what the fuck is you telling me

Ain't got that gas what the fuck is you selling me?

Count up my green like some motherfucking celery

These niggas pockets be light as a feather be

Bitch got a snout you might think she Penelope

Watch getting old I might cop me another piece

Need some more gas told em roll me another please

Don't hit my phone swear to god you won't hear from me

I'm off the drugs I'm fucked up can you steer for me?

If you talk down then you name gon be history

Light on my head like a had a epiphany

Already had it like my name was Tiffany

My bitch a vamp she got fangs she gon kill for me

Call up my shoota he go on a drill for me

That boy wan die cause that nigga tryn steal from me

How you a shooter ya mans in the government?

Friends wit the cops that boy friends wit the governor

If I pop out wit that bitch I ain't dubbing her

If she talk shit then I'm putting my thumb in her

Bullets hit you they rain down like some thunder

Big body roaring this bitch is a hummer

I been tryn chilling out and stack up some commas

Bomb on my back bitch I'm glory osama!

Shoota all black nigga looking like donda

I need my bread like my name is Rihanna

I'm at the top and you lame niggas under

Dripped in that wet I be dripped in designer

Bitch I'm geeked up watching wonder over yonder

Never would sing for a bitch you think I'm sonder?

Xd gon heat up ya body like a sauna

Feel like I'm future I'm fucking up a comma

Block a bitch like my name victor wembenyana

Nigga to scared he done jumped out his pajama

Told her shut up I don't care about the drama

Choppa kick up get to spitting like a llama

Tryna earn his stripes he gon kill you wearing sombas

Tryna up the pipe you gon die I call it karma

Bitch I been up I ain't never get my credit

Call my shoota valentine he send a message

Blood everywhere this shit is getting messy

Told that nigga kick a rock like he Messi

Niggas plotting on my spot they be jelly

Nigga slimed his own mans like he melly

Pop a xan feel that shit up in my belly

Bad bitch tryna bring her to the tele

What you offer what you bringing to the table?

Getting cold rock a sweater like I'm Mabel

Blinding lights on the weeknd like I'm abel

Pull up wit the chop this shit is getting fatal

Ion watch no tv fuck a cable

You don't got evidence fuck ya tape

Play this bitch in ya car it's gone shake

Pack hit I'm in mars I'm in space

That's yo bih? In her walls ima break

You get booked who you calling today?

Pop out wit that white bitch like I'm tay

Pop out we don't fight bitch Ima spray

Diamonds every where eliannte

Chop get to singing like Beyoncé

Check the wrist watch what the time say

Bih crazy she my fucking slime bae

Off the drank nodding like a zombie

Feel like Rick cause this niggas grimey