Blood on the leaves

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Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees
Blood on the leaves
Damn, that bitch thinks she a ten
She only five, I told her to look again

I told that bitch she can't come over unless she brings a friend
Sipping on lean, I'm popping a bean
I'm so high, I'm like damn
Blood on the leaves

Here we go again, ayy, I'm making a tie for my bros
We headed to Brooklyn to do shows
I'm out making money, I can afford my own clothes
F*ck anybody that think facts always a joke

Blood on the leaves
Yeah, we Magnolia, I feel like I'm Cardi
Shout out to Bro and Hop to Nirari
How you caped, you still said sorry

Smoking this gas, feel like Bob Marley
Shout out to bitches that like to party
Got a bad bitch, I call her Bacardi
Blood on the leaves

That bitch call me Superman, I'm her kryptonite
Like Lil Yachty, I only get one night
F*ck with the gang, it's like bringing a knife to a gunfight
Pretty cool love, gotta keep your gun tight

Otherwise they leave you for the night
Blood on the leaves
Damn, that bitch thinks she a ten
She only five, I told her to look again

I told that bitch she can't come over unless she brings a friend
Sipping on lean, I'm popping a bean
I'm so high, I'm like damn
Blood on the leaves

Hey my bro, we really just fake
Where were you when I didn't eat
Now I got millions in the bank
I give my mom whatever she can take

I even bought her a motherfucking chain
Money don't even change a thing
Blood on the leaves
Only thing it changes makes you insane

I started rapping for her money, you can keep the fame
And I know you bitches fucking with that motherfucking bank
Blood on the leaves
Damn, that bitch thinks she a ten

She only five, I told her to look again
I told that bitch she can't come over unless she brings a friend
Sipping on lean, I'm popping a bean
I'm so high, I'm like damn

Blood on the leaves
If you don't sit the act, then cut the act
I'm with my boy Pinky, we be giving out total text
I don't f*ck with these little bitches and their boyfriends cause they fast

If you gon' send a diss, it's send more than a fucking jab
Blood on the leaves
Cause the way I roll, I'm coming for you and your dad
I went to meet the pug and I scanned her for some gas

I'm looking at your bitch cause in the tight she has an ass
Why you f*ck with my crew, we giving out body bags
I don't give a f*ck anymore cause that's how bitches be
5A's expensive to you but that shit cheap to me

I'ma hop in that AMG cause that shit free to me
I'ma head to my concert drippin' all black whiskey
Gotta watch them fucking buns cause bitch I'm fucking pouring up
I'm sipping out of baby bottles, no need for double cups

I'm smoking on this gas, you can't smoke cause you cough it up
Talk shit to my bros, I bet you you get floated up
Damn, that bitch think she a 10, she only 5, I told her to look again
I told that bitch she can't come over unless she brings a friend

Sipping on lean, I'm popping a bean, I'm so high, I'm like damn
Blood on the leaves
Here we go again, ayy I'm making the top for my bros
We headed to Brooklyn doing shows

Why am I making money, I can afford my own clothes
F*ck anybody that think Faxo is a joke
Blood on the leaves
Yeah, we Magnolia, I feel like I'm Cardi

Shout out to Bro and Hop in the Rari
Buy you Gates, you still said sorry
Smoking this gas feel like Bob Marley
Shout out to bitches that like to party

Got a bad bitch, I call her Bacardi
Blood on the leaves
That bitch call me Superman, I'm her kryptonite
Like Lil Yachty, I only need one night

F*ck with the gangs, like bringing a knife to a gunfight
People love gotta keep your gun tight, otherwise they leave you for the night
Blood on the leaves
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