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115 racks - ​bleood lyrics

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[intro]
badum bum ay, badum bum ay, badum bum ay, badum bum ay
badum bum ay, badum bum ay

[verse 1: xaviersobased]
(?) lil boys on the loose, ay
me and you (?)
run a (?), ay
vampire shawty and she got big b00bs yeah
spent a hundred fifty racks for the f*cking beat hoe
pink spent a hundred fifty racks on his t**th hoe
(?) spent a hundred fifty racks for the jeans hoe
spent a hundred fifty racks for the f*cking beat hoe
pink spent a hundred fifty racks on his t**th hoe
(?) spent a hundred fifty racks for the jeans hoe
(?)
ain’t no second guess
ain’t no second guess
ain’t no f*cking second guess
(?)
he gon get to f*cking blasting
he gon get to f*cking blasting
i told (?) to bring the b*tches
i told (?) to bring the b*tches
i told (?) to bring the b*tches
i told (?) to bring the b*tches
i told (?) to bring the b*tches
i told (?) to bring the b*tches
i told (?) to bring the b*tches
i told (?) to bring the b*tches
[verse 2: bleood]
he told (?) to bring the b*tches
i might f*ck on your mistress
witch your b*tch she give me kisses
f*ck that b*tch and now she limpin
i rock (?) i stay fitted
diamonds on me yeah they glissin
hit your b*tch and then i’m dipping
promethazine is what i’m sippin
i’m too cold you might need mittens
pop a perk my brain keep flippin
your b*tch moody she keep switching
all these drugs up in my system
all you n*ggas i am sh*tting
i told (?) to bring the b*tches
talk down (?) go and get up
your b*tch eating on my children
i got too much guwap n*gga
you can not do this
i might pull up with a choppy
hit you in your lip
i got too much money, n*gga
you can’t count like this
i might pull up (?) n*gga you a b*tch
pull up on his block we gon hit him with these sticks
yeah his b*tch on me
she really wanna eat my kids
(?)
run up on me see this 2
i might just f*ck on your b*tch
i might get a drink or two
i got way too much guwap
n*gga you can’t count this (?)
i might pull up with your bih
she gon eat me like (?)
i might pull up with this chop
its gon hit you in your (?)
i might make all this cash
n*gga you can not do that

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