.Blood.Spill

Lyrics

Killin' for skrilla, New Era militia Mo' money mo' murder, these niggas Vanilla My set bout to catch wreck Better bow down to my tec or get wet Let body surrender My poetry penetrate all these pretenders I hang with my gang we pull up like Avengers You niggas censored Pop out with Glocks on your top And the ? of these pussies imposters Fuckin' with the opps, get my niggas to toss ya' Hoe shit gon' cost ya' I'ma just boss up Play and I cross ya' He just a foster, I think I lost ya', let me get proper I don't give a fuck bout a case Ready to take these niggas by the neck and start to shake I think it's bout to break Pull up and shake down I'm on the take Ain't no escape now With a funkadelic break-down make me wanna go get a AK now Bitch I'm turnt up off this mothafuckin' juice I won't stop till draped out in a mothafuckin' coupe