Love Written in Blood

Lyrics

[Intro: Trizz] It'd be them niggas that like, wait hold up Ugh huh You know how you got fake niggas? Got fake bitches Hahaha Yeah, like that Well fuck em [Verse 1: Trizz] Love written in blood for all you fake niggas Loyalty and trust is hard to come by, I hate niggas Despicable human beings you faggots fake and I see it It ain't hard to believe it, if you gon speak it then be it You stupid motherfuckers Just do it motherfucker All them threats you put on the end and they useless motherfuckers Fucking bitches on periods Niggas ignorant peerage You'll never read or write my lyrics Stupid niggas illiterate I done came up Grinding got my name up Flipped it and ripped it on Lynches album, now I'm on the Strange bus I shed blood on these notepads I'm killing niggas Literally and mentally I'm ready to go and get these niggas Call my dogs up Hey go ahead and stick these niggas Liable to end up in a trash bag if you tempt me nigga Get on the track and rip yo mamma if you rip me nigga Probably gonna get yo life threatened if you with me nigga [Hook: Brotha Lynch Hung] Love written in blood (blood) Blood written with love (love) Blood hitting the tubs (tubs) Come get him, he's done (done) Gun hit and he's chopped liver A dead nigga Done did him The Hung hit em He's red nigga Love written in blood (blood) Blood written with love (love) Blood hitting the tubs (tubs) Come get her, she's done (done) Gun hit her she's chopped liver A dead nigga Done did him The Hung lit her She's red nigga [Verse 2: Trizz] Bitches fake too Misogyny I hate you Women think they slick until they see just what this hate do Playing with a nigga emotions on social media Leaving trails that lead to you will cause me to put this heat to you Bitches get tipped too They could get killed too Added to my hit-list of bitches that I went through The ones I fucked and the ones I had fucked up Talking all that shit to a nigga will get you fucked up Love written in blood DNA on the rug The gun jammed but it budged and he was hit with a slug By a bitch that he loved Casual kissing and hugs Turned into fighting and mugs Thought it was hate and it was Shoulda went with his guts, but now his guts on the rug Fucking killed by a slut Who was fake from the jump RIP to all you niggas that trust a bitch I'll fucking cut a bit before I love another bitch [Hook: Brotha Lynch Hung] Love written in blood (blood) Blood written with love (love) Blood hitting the tubs (tubs) Come get him, he's done (done) Gun hit and he's chopped liver A dead nigga Done did him The Hung hit em He's red nigga Love written in blood (blood) Blood written with love (love) Blood hitting the tubs (tubs) Come get her, she's done (done) Gun hit her she's chopped liver A dead nigga Done did him The Hung lit her She's red nigga