Lyrics

BLOOD MONEY I know niggas coppin foreigns with that BLOOD MONEY Thirsty bitches always going for that BLOOD MONEY My dogs is hungry they make pocket for that BLOOD MONEY Could be a teacher or a doctor it's still BLOOD MONEY I'm still plottin sitting countin up this BLOOD MONEY Tryna stack me up a mountain of this BLOOD MONEY Yeah. Aye, BLOOD MONEY BLOOD MONEY [Verse 1] (Dexx) Just know I'm hot as the eye of the stove Calm as the eye of the storm Blood on my hands like the leaves Consider that reparations Played like the child of the corn For thinking you in the field And it all for a dollar bill When you see what that dollar build Fuck it I'm spitting bullets so Duck when I aim at yo head I'm manifesting this bread I made this mana from heaven I left bread crumb trails so they can Follow Forever And it's red rum in the mirror for who ever hating Blood on the elevators See me shining hoe, like I'm Nicholson Jack with the magnificent raps See me front row at the stables Cuz I hold down all this paper Ballin all in his nature It's like it should be his last name Lookin to cash. count up how quickly the cash came When the skirt foreign but I skate it like cascade And this all from Blood money Bail money For my niggas in the cell That's that "I won't tell" money (YAH YAH YAH) [Verse 2] (Lefty) Yeah yeah, chasing cash Hit the gas I clean the sack Ok, fuck it I'm chasing cash Hit the gas I clean the sack Cleaned up off'a slight raps Smoke a whole onion don't hold back, OKAY Curry three, that blood money Take the whole life I need a bag Whip the foreign she a clean hunnid Oh yeah yeah yeah know she bad Jewels clean.... ???? ??? ??? ? ???? work... ??? ?? Surfin in it, splurge the limit Checkin in with a Slight Grimace That blood money just couple digits Say you hooping that's like tennis Back to all that gettin money I don't know I just fit my image I don't know cuz I'm full of business I don't know just Rondo Not a bad player but I'm sho winning, okay I don't know cuz the team cold I don't I'm a cold man You is not a freezer.... ?? ? (Griff Lucci) I'm not talking fucking "water money", "mud money". No fucking "lemon juice money". Look at you. You and your homies prolly get "La Croix money" whatever the fuck that is... it's fucking sparkling water.. Stupid bitches. WE TALKING BLOOD MONEY, NIGGA. With your mother fuckin family. What ya'll know about that, nigga? WHAT? That's what I thought. Mother. Fucking. Nothing