Bludded

[Intro: RJLDiablo, Sticky Cheese & KSI]
(Bitch, it's RJ Bih on the track, yeah)
(Yeah, bro, you got bars)
Blood, blood, blooded
Woah, huh

[Chorus]
Blooded, blooded, blooded, ayy
Blooded, blooded, blooded, ayy, ayy
Blooded, blooded, ayy, ayy
Blooded, blooded, blooded, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse]
Hey, what these bitches talkin' 'bout?
We pull up and air 'em out, what these retards scared about?
It's a fuckin' murder now, wow
Pull up wit' a clip and we might spray it (Spray it)
I can't fuck with you on that gay shit (Gay shit)
I can't rate your shit 'cause I made it (Made it)
I can't stand your shit, man, I hate it (Hate)
Uh, what you talkin' 'bout?
Pull up on your block, shoot you, then we walkin' out
All these sons-of-bitches talkin', kill you, now they mourning, ouch
I'm finna pull up, shoot up the morgue, then out, ugh, ayy
Racks on thеse racks, that's a statement today
Bitchеs on bitches, that's sugary wafers
Pussy so good, I won't save it for later
Shorty so fine, ass 'bout to make me suffocate, yeah (Ooh-ooh)
Huh, just walked out the club, I was lookin' Tom Brady
Fuck on your bitch and then go back to Wales, yeah
I made some music and then I got paid, yeah
Just made two mixtapes, so when is the pay-check?
Oh wait, have I been paid yet? (Ooh-ooh)
Fucked up the world and now I am the one
Bitches look for me, like, "The fuck, what you want?"
We light 'em up, man, opps gon' get bunned
Pull up, we shank you or your mums
Shanice got that peach, got that bum
My man got killed, now the opps on the run
Feds gonna kill 'em, our work has been done
Fuck up a rival, out the shadows I sprung
This is the U.K., fuck bringing a gun
Me and these peng-tings be minglin' for fun
This is young R.J., light opps like the sun
And they won't have a son (Ooh-ooh), uh

[Chorus]
Blooded, blooded, blooded, ayy
Blooded, blooded, blooded, ayy, ayy
Blooded, blooded, ayy, ayy
Blooded, blooded, blooded, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Open Verse]

[Chorus]
Blooded, blooded, blooded, ayy
Blooded, blooded, blooded, ayy, ayy
Blooded, blooded, ayy, ayy
Blooded, blooded, blooded, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Outro]
Racks on these racks, that's a statement today
Bitches on bitches, that's sugary wafers
Pussy so good, I won't save it for later
Shorty so fine, ass 'bout to make me suffocate, yeah (Ooh-ooh)
Man, racks on these bitches, make statements next day