BLOOD

[Verse 1: SwagDisease]
Bitch do not talk to me bitch
I’m on another level
Got you bitch, yeah she givin' me flowers
I chew off all the petals
Nah I don't rap I just scream
Up on this instrumental
In the G6 with my G553 nigga ain't no stoppin'
Me drop for me on the beat quick
Bitch I don't wanna talk to you niggas piss me off
Bitch but when I blow up you hit me askin' for all the sauce
All my shit is heat and so cold they call me jack frost
Keep you bitch under the covers just so she jack me off
Stay steppin' with GRIEF they’ll make you bleed all up on the floor
This distorted rappin' and screamin' will make your head sore
But yeah this gun will send you up, makе yo ass soar
I just nut up on yo bitch to clean out all her pores

[Verse 2: GRIEF]
Swag and I pull up
So its yo brains wе moppin’
Just don’t act surprised
Cause the sight isn’t shokin’
You laugh it off but
Just know I'm not jokin’
I’ll slit your throat
So your blood start soakin’ in
Swag and I pull up
So it's yo brains we moppin’
Just don’t act surprised
Cause the sight isn’t shokin’
You laugh it off but
Just know I'm not jokin’
I’ll slit your throat
So your blood start soakin’ in