Nose Bleeds (feat. 448b)

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Flyin' down the lodge, bitch I'm headed to the field
Warren nigga, thuggin' at finney before it was the 'ville
I'ma take it to the grave, I ain't gone tell 'em what I did
Living with a broken heart, but shit it is what is
I need that E63 S class, boy thats a 4 matic
Can see everything a nigga say like it's a closed caption
Hop out on feet and hit his head, that's a closed casket
Niggas in the crib playin with them guns, they don't want no static
Hangin' out the window with that bitch, feel like the old me
Niggas sick I'm in the game, I got 'em watchin' from the nose bleeds
It was never 'bout no pape cause I was fucking hoes with no cheese
Niggas dont really be outside, they just know the song by MO3
Niggas hoes they be timid, whats the lo I'm finna spin it
It's a fully on the yop, once I tap this bitch you finished
Niggas get popped in fishbowls, you betta go and get it tinted
I ain't never been a genie, I ain't granting bitches wishes
Hit bad hoes but I got some badder hoes on my list
Quagen cool but I really want that Wocky or the Tris
Get a bucket yell out swish, hit bout whatever not no bitch
This blick ain't in my name so I ain't finna up it in no pics
Car full of blind niggas we all riding with a stick
Niggas petty when I'm facing bitch I'm quick to grab a zip
Chase a nigga down the 8, and made 'em crash on the 6
Thirties and O.J.s thats codename lets go and see the Knicks
In school skippin' makin' plays in the same hall
Heard you got caught, now you talkin' tryna frame dog
Like my last bitch I'll cut a nigga game off
That pitt knockin' niggas out Jake Paul
I'm a street doctor but my sister playin cake boss
It's all fun and games until they bring that tape out
Unc showed me a whole book, I ripped a page out
No gps I was still on a pape route
Went from zips to pounds I can show you what that weight 'bout
In flemings off a 6 tell 'em "bring my steak out"
No gps I was still on a pape route
Went from zips to pounds I can show you what that weight 'bout
In flemings off a 6 tell 'em "bring my steak out"
She really wanna f*ck I use her crib as a safe-house
New whip came with 3 rows , I got space now
Done seen hella cheese, bag from Outer Drive to 8 Mile
You dick sucking niggas, he a really put that play down
He used to have it in, niggas really in the way now
Hit a bitch then hit her friend, seein' how it play out
They was mad about it, but them bitches goin gay now
Leavin' downtown scoopin' brodie from the greyhound
Dirty ass scale, this shit came from putting plays down
No gps I was still on a pape route
Went from zips to pounds I can show you what that weight 'bout
In flemings off a 6 tell 'em "bring my steak out"

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Written by: Marco Harper

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