Song parody of
Blood
by Boeyylee
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I want blood
Chop a niggar with no rush
No more friends no no plus
Fuck it put a lyric on my merch
We ain't bout to fuck again it was lust arg
Chop a niggar with no rush
No more friends no no plus
Fuck it put a lyric on my merch
We ain't bout to fuck again it was lust
I handle the verse like a reverend
Every bar is intelligent
Nosy hater call him elephant
I am inside the future getting hella bands
Eye on the bag bag bag bag
Haters be mad mad mad mad
Boeyylee about to blow up
But ain't smoking on that
Gas gas gas gas
Fuck the beat up then I drop it ahh
Minding my business and making a profit
She do what Simon says arg
Good girl no expiry date
I beat that pussy make it salivate
I heard a beat tryna go out
So I took it out but it was not a date huh
It was not a date
Cause am on drugs
And I want blood
Fuck it put a lyric on my merch
We ain't about to arg
Drugs
No more friends no no plus
Fuck it put a lyric on my merch
We ain't bout to fuck again it was lust
I want blood
Chop a niggar with no rush
No more friends no no plus
Fuck it put a lyric on my merch
We ain't bout to fuck again it was lust arg
Chop a niggar with no rush
No more friends no no plus
Fuck it put a lyric on my merch
We ain't bout to fuck again it was lust
No no friends
No no friends
Yah
My merch
Fuck it
Fuck it
Fuck it
Am the drug am the cure
Salvation
We turn up coco pure
Going mental
Am the drug am the cure
Salvation
We turn up to the world
Dimensions
It's all blood
It's ganna flood
Loyalty am cuffed
Show me love
Uuuuh Show me love
No more friends
No more friends
No more friends
I want blood
Chop a niggar with no rush
No more friends no no plus
Fuck it put a lyric on my merch
We ain't bout to fuck again it was lust arg
Chop a niggar with no rush
No more friends no no plus
Fuck it put a lyric on my merch
We ain't bout to fuck again it was lust
I handle the verse like a reverend
Every bar is intelligent
Nosy hater call him elephant
I am inside the future getting hella bands
Eye on the bag bag bag bag
Haters be mad mad mad mad
Boeyylee about to blow up
But ain't smoking on that
Gas gas gas gas
Fuck the beat up then I drop it ahh
Minding my business and making a profit
She do what Simon says arg
Good girl no expiry date
I beat that pussy make it salivate
I heard a beat tryna go out
So I took it out but it was not a date huh
It was not a date
Cause am on drugs
And I want blood
Fuck it put a lyric on my merch
We ain't about to arg
Drugs
No more friends no no plus
Fuck it put a lyric on my merch
We ain't bout to fuck again it was lust
I want blood
Chop a niggar with no rush
No more friends no no plus
Fuck it put a lyric on my merch
We ain't bout to fuck again it was lust arg
Chop a niggar with no rush
No more friends no no plus
Fuck it put a lyric on my merch
We ain't bout to fuck again it was lust
No no friends
No no friends
Yah
My merch
Fuck it
Fuck it
Fuck it
Am the drug am the cure
Salvation
We turn up coco pure
Going mental
Am the drug am the cure
Salvation
We turn up to the world
Dimensions
It's all blood
It's ganna flood
Loyalty am cuffed
Show me love
Uuuuh Show me love
No more friends
No more friends
No more friends
