[Intro]

( I can't get my eyes— )

[Chorus]

I just sippin' on blood, nigga, no, we don't know bleood (Don't know that nigga)

Yeah, nigga gassed up like lungs, red tip bullets spread love

Yeah, nigga gassed up in L.A., he step in Atlanta, he fucked (Done)

[Verse]

Nigga pop out, we shoot him, nigga, I got shooter's touch (Boop)

Nigga, don't hop in that Uber, nigga whole Uber fucked

Yeah, niggas hop out with that ruler like we was in school or somethin' (We was in school or somethin')

Yeah, all that goddamn fake sippin', he ain't even booted up

He ain't even booted, I hop out with that Uzi, bullеts make nigga shake booty (Yeah)

What's up, Chе? (What's up, Che?)

Internet niggas so stupid, I'll link up @punkgroupies

Run that fade, nigga know I'm tryna get to it, your whole life fake like movie (Your whole life fake)

Shit, okay, I tell this ho she cray', watch how a young nigga do it (I tell this ho she crazy)

Yeah, I ain't mumbling, I have your ho, finna link, meet up on Sunday

We got the same show, nigga, don't run from me

Plug say, "No inglés" like Muzzy

Nigga don't know 'bout fleh , he dummy

This same reason all these hoes try fuck me

Bitch, you no demon, this shit can get ugly

Nigga ain't bleeding, I've been outside with my demons, you don't want smoke, bitch, trust me

Twin ass feining, leave the whole opp block wheezing

Pussy-ass nigga can't touch me

Nigga, I really rap, shit ain't lucky

Lil' Drac' in the 'Raq just like Lucki

I ain't even with that, nigga never known to been kiss ass, dog a lil' nigga like huskies

Hop out with a big mag, notice that v2 a big man, now tryna leave a nigga crusty

He sayin' he wit' that, nigga hit feets like zig-zag, can't spare a nigga for nothing

I'm a lil' rich ass, I ain't gon' beef with your bitch ass, niggas must thought I was rusty

This shit a mismatch, bitch, you's a character, Chris Pratt

I had to— aight, whatever, I don't care no more

[Chorus]

I just sippin' on blood, nigga, no, we don't know bleood (Don't know that nigga)

Yeah, nigga gassed up like lungs, red tip bullets spread love

Niggas gas— nigga gassed up in L.A., he step in Atlanta, he fucked (Done)

[Outro]

Uh, yeah, nigga b—

Looking-ass nigga, I don't give no fucks 'bout this nigga

I ain't doing that shit no more

Back to the music, nigga

Fleh, Baby Fleh, nigga, H-town nigga

Ah, ah