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shinigami

OUT 4 UR BLOOD

 

OUT 4 UR BLOOD


Datasquad shit man, you know what I'm saying?
2019 we just shitting on everybody's lives, man
I don't give a fuck, man
You already know what I'm saying, bitch
Slatt!

Out for your blood, out for your blood
Scars on my body so I keep that blade tucked
Out for your blood, out for your blood
In your nightmares, turn your dreams into dust
Out for your blood, out for your blood
Scars on my body so I keep that blade tucked
Out for your blood, out for your blood
In your nightmares, turn your dreams into dust

I be on that fuck shit, 50 in my clip
Let that K rip
Stupid bitch, talking all that shit
Get yo face split
Not the same, no, we not the same
Can't compare to me
You scared of me when I'm in your face
Never step to me
Shut the fuck up, 'lil pussy boy, you suck
While you talking shit on Twitter, hit the bank and run it up
I'm equipped with the vengeance, bitch, I'm out for your blood
I got snipers on the roof, shooters jumping out the mud

Out for your blood, out for your blood
Scars on my body so I keep that blade tucked
Out for your blood, out for your blood
In your nightmares, turn your dreams into dust
Out for your blood, out for your blood
Scars on my body so I keep that blade tucked
Out for your blood, out for your blood
In your nightmares, turn your dreams into dust

Pistol packing, automatic
Oh my God, what the fuck, you heard that shit?
I could give a fuck about a bitch
Say you raw but I don't fucking believe that shit
I been steady counting bands, open up the trunk
Stuffed with thirty racks only I can touch
Flexing on these punks, this is just a game
GT-R my whip when I'm switching lanes
Fuck do you mean? I been going hard as fuck
Infatuated with the ratchets, I don't need no fucking love
Eating good with the gang, yeah, we all been counting up
If you wanna catch a fade, 'lil boy, I'll line you up

Fatto

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