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bloody - 0drat lyrics

[chorus]
i* i ran it up and they like, “what the f*ck?” (go)
i can’t get enough, cup full of mud (bop, bop, bop, bop)
you* you* you still flexing that lil sh*t, that sh*t none (pnp b*tch)
yeah, yeah, i was just outside, spent a lil dub (bleh)
i made that b*tch walk home, she said i do too much (drat)
i just left the jeweler, i left with my sh*t flooded (flooded)
i been sippin’ bubbly, this that extra bl**dy (wop bop ba loo bap, your guns don’t shoot)

[verse 1]
i* i* i don’t need n0body (bee, bee)
i been counting money
your b*tch still tryna f*ck me (yeah, yeah)
ba* bank account keep doubling
i don’t make music for you, i make it for hustling (0drat)
twin just got a tool, yeah
check in, that’s the rule
my life a movie like tom cruise (pnp)
we banging red, but we count blues (bih)
who the* who the f*ck are you (who the f*ck are you?)
you not tapped in the crew
go get fresh*to*death for school (0drat f*cks me better, aha)

[verse 2]
shoutout to my gang, they knew i was the one (pnp)
look, ever since i started, i been going dumb (go, go, go)
i ain’t seen you for some time, and you still a bum (bleh)
uh, i get paid from f*cking off and doing nothing (flex)
no* no we not the same, you still flexing that gun (what?)
he got glocks for ig posts, yeah, that boy is my son (he my son)
b*tch, i f*ck her from the back, and i just tore her bun *bun (go)
that boy he a bot, he still on nothing (pnp)
d* double cup, still bleeding (yeah)
this b*tch think i need it (what?)
step back, i don’t need sh*t (i don’t need it)
i’m a rockstar on the weekend
she out at night, marceline (bih)
i* i can’t get no sleep (go)
i’m still rolling off them beans (bee, bee)
yeah, rocco pouring lean (bop, bop, bop, bop)
[chorus]
i* i ran it up and they like, “what the f*ck?” (go)
i can’t get enough, cup full of mud (bop, bop, bop, bop)
you* you* you still flexing that lil sh*t, that sh*t none (pnp b*tch)
yeah, yeah, i was just outside, spent a lil dub (bleh)
i made that b*tch walk home, she said i do too much (drat)
i just left the jeweler, i left with my sh*t flooded (flooded)
i been sippin’ bubbly, this that extra bl**dy (wop bop ba loo bap, your guns don’t shoot)

- 0drat lyrics

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