BL00d T3Arz FalL

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BL00d T3Arz FalL

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[Intro] Bitch got a crib in the hills and it's gated Dick in her guts, make her size up like gauges Big ass gun, load it up, like some bases Big body truck, pull up all black Ranges (L3-L3Ft 4 D3aD Mixtape) Roll the window down, bullets flyin' just like ravens Fuck boys gettin' clapped like a standing ovation I remember days when pill poppin' mayhem Withdraw from pills, dope-sick, body achin' Hi-C Touchdown, man L3Ft 4 D3aD Mixtape, man Let's do this shit (No one can stop me) RIP, my nigga Kawaii, man Love you bro, huh, I love yo' ass, bro RIP, Mai man, love you big sis' I miss you, I miss yo' ass, man What the fuck, love yo' ass to death, man Goddamn, that shit got me fucked up, man, for real, this shit crazy R.I.P. my motherfuckin' cousin too man This shit crazy, man, can't believe that shit, bro God wrong this shit, man Can't believe you gone, man (Hurts, doesn't it?) Tryna keep my motherfuckin' [?] up, bro, man I really, like, wishing ya'll were still here And we got so many motherfuckin' fans too, man I love y'all, man Try and keep God today Fuck it, lil' bro They tryna fuck up, man Let's get this shit, Hi-C Touchdown, let's get it [Verse] Blood tears fallin', blood tears rainin' Rock Chrome sleeves, Roar Jeans like it's basic Bloody Roar jeans, but this .45 stainless Big .45 on my waist, iron maiden Big .45 get drawn, illustration Bullets like dicks, pussies get penetrated Brains on the wall, watch 'em splat, decoration Diamonds bright as hell, burn his eyes, like LASIK Hot rod flame GT navigation V12 Coupe engine sound so abrasive Chop' with a sword give his brain lacerations Fuck on his main, I forgot what her name is Life a nightmare everyday it's the same shit Drugs getting sniffed then these hoes gettin' vanquished Bitch drop-top, switchin' lanes, I'm faded So much K in the pound need a crane lift LSD tabs got my brain stimulated Big ass blunt full of Za', finna face it "Hi-C, broke, what the fuck is you sayin'?" Spent like five on a Chrome Hearts bracelet High sex drive, gettin' brain in Mercedes Bitch hit her knees, give me brain while I'm gaming Bitch got a crib in the hills and it's gated Dick in her guts, make her size up like gauges Big ass gun, load it up, like some bases Big body truck, pull up all black Ranges Roll the window down, bullets flyin' just like ravens Fuck boys gettin' clapped like a standing ovation I remember days when pill poppin' mayhem Withdraw from pills, dope-sick, body achin' Same bars every song, they still call me the greatest I don't even try, swear to God, I just say shit I'm not talkin' books, LSD, flippin' pages Thumb through them racks right to left like a manga Dyed my hair red damn I look like Akuma Stuntman Mike, death proof, barracuda In that Dodge Viper ridin' 'round with Medusa Top from a MILF, gettin' brain from a Cougar Dick suckin' lips, give me brain like a tutor Fucked one time, then act like I never knew her Bright orange dodge, that's the way I maneuver Shop 'til I drop, I'm a high-end consumer [Outro] Yeah, Hi-C, man L3Ft 4 D3aD the Mixtape, bitch

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