Bloodshot+ ft. J.Reu Lyrics

We getting real fucked up tonight

Lookin like a demon red eyes burning wide

Stoners in the back rollin up g spice (All the gas)

Couple baddies in the corner which one slidin (You, you)

Drugs on the table, hoes in the tub

niggas throwing up, too much drink in the cup

When that Molly bust niggas turnt in the club (Turn up)

Poppin X, now she tryna fuck in the club

She only for the night yeah

Living my best life (Yeah)

Trippin on a bean yeah

Lost control of time (Yeah)

Acid walls burning up my mind

Seeing through my 3rd eye (Third eye)

Shawty got ass and thick thighs (Thick thighs)

Oh my (Yeah)

She poppin it like a .45 (Pop)

Hit twice then she gotta slide (Slide)

Then do it again the next night

Then I jump in the booth and go craze

Might kill a verse in one try

Expressing the buildup inside (Release)

Gotta release on the mic (Yeah)

These demons stay tryna fight (Fight)

I been living through them guilt trips

And it ain't even my, decision

Nigga grew up a Christian (Religion)

But I really ain't a Christian, Premonitions (Visions)

Many premonitions

Making good decisions turn bad decisions

Hellish days with the fresh embers

Burning up a nigga grave (On fire)

Po a line in the lemonade, clear my mind out and escape (Lean)

White hoes flashing titties

Black hoes throwing cake (Cake)

Drugs, mayhem, and getting top

Issa fucking vibe full of rage (Rage)

We getting real fucked up tonight

Lookin like a demon red eyes burning wide (Yeah yeah)

Stoners in the back rollin up g spice (All the gas)

Couple baddies in the corner which one slidin

Drugs on the table, hoes in the tub

niggas throwing up, too much drink in the cup

When that Molly bust niggas turnt in the club (Turn up)

Poppin X, now she tryna fuck in the club

I'm fucked up yeah i'm faded

Looking like a nigga made it

Looking like I might fuck yo bitch

Looking like I won't save it

She gone lie and say it's dated

Ima tell the truth like no, no

High as fuck my eyes hazy

Got it on me you can meet this .44

Two seater with like two heaters

Man these diamonds feeling cold as fuck

Might freak her but I will not keep her

Now you just another hoe I fucked

Everywhere I go they know it's us

Lowkey I ain't showing love

Promoter better have the other half of my money or I aint showing up

Dirty Sprite yeah my soda tough

Talking shit you don't know enough

Cash on me it ain't folding up

Casket fresh you could close it up

Niggas lying ima show you up

No drugs on me cause im blowing up

Don't love on me cause these hoes gone fuck

Don't love on me cause these hoes gone fuck

And we getting real fucked up in the club (Facts)

My Mama praying for me court case worth a dub (Facts)

And all my niggas family you would think we was blood

Ran out of X (Aye)

I just really need me a plug

We getting real fucked up tonight

Lookin like a demon red eyes burning wide

Stoners in the back rollin up g spice

Couple baddies in the corner which one slidin (You, you)

Drugs on the table, hoes in the tub

niggas throwing up, too much drink in the cup

When that Molly bust niggas turnt in the club (Turn up)

Poppin X, now she tryna fuck in the club