Nose Bleeds (feat. 448b)
Mar Skeez
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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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