歌詞

I won't talk on the phone cause bitch We really bout that murder business Bitch we step for real, we step for real Know it's gonna be a killing When we bend your block and load up chops with lots of ammunition Won't stop shooting till it stop I work my shoulder I ain't never missing Hit his top make him lock Put the bitch straight on his knees I coulda used a Glock my n---a but I used a ARP Just got the drop I'm pullin up Bitch I'm hopping out on feet Bitch it's Realbleeda, bitch you know I'm know for makin n---as bleed When I'm just Ringing shots pussy n---a you could hear a pin drop I stood over dude Shit I know he dead, pussy n---a you don't gotta watch the news See this what I do Off a couple steps Now you hear that boom Then watch him slide out the shoes Oh you got bodies my n---a Fuck it let me add the two You know you can lose your life And you cant bring your pistol with you We put big ass holes in his body They only see him on these Insta pictures Man my mind be on violence I be tryna think about how ima do a n---a Don't ever think you alone cuz I know that ima shooter n---a I won't talk on the phone cause bitch We really bout that murder business Bitch we step for real, we step for real Know it's gonna be a killing When we bend your block and load up chops with lots of ammunition Won't stop shooting till it stop I work my shoulder I ain't never missing Hit his top make him lock Put the bitch straight on his knees I coulda used a Glock my n---a but I used a ARP Just got the drop I'm pullin up Bitch I'm hopping out on feet Bitch it's Realbleeda Bitch you know I'm know for makin n---as bleed Y'all see my chain I'm just 19 Y'all n---as gon be on that shelf Tell me why you talking about you gon take sum from He gon take a bullet, it's gon take his breath You that I'm shooting till ain't nothin left You that's it's for sure I'm coming wit steppers I don't where no belt that Glock gon hold my pants Them bands finna get your mans And I really don't gotta spin Where I get you lackin that's your end I miss bloody scenes I'm thinking bout coming out wit the bloody man Pray your bitch Bloody Mary With the chopper shells Got them back to back while I spin Yea I zipped the bitch If I could I'd kill a bitch again I won't talk on the phone cause bitch We really bout that murder business Bitch we step for real, we step for real Know it's gonna be a killing When we bend your block And load up chops with lots of ammunition Won't stop shooting till it stop I work my shoulder I ain't never missing Hit his top make him lock Put the bitch straight on his knees I coulda used a Glock my n---a but I used a ARP Just got the drop I'm pullin up Bitch I'm hopping out on feet Bitch it's Realbleeda Bitch you know I'm know for makin n---as bleed
Writer(s): David Catherine, Demorio Batiste Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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