‎bluud ​*67​ (USA) (Ft. Xhris2Eazy)

[Verse 1: *67]
I’m a [?]-[?]-[?]-[?]-[?]-[?] and my wrist stay bloody
I might turn into a vamp, I [?] say she love me
*67 be so based, and that's why she wanna fuck me
Bitch, I'm international, I’ma make it out the country
I'm in Russia, heard they love me
Sippin’ lean, it’s so bubbly
Grab my nose, it’s so runny
Bullets hit you in yo’ stummy
Bitch, I keep that Tommy tucked, he gon’ run into his mommy
Nigga gonna be- gonna be- gonna be gone, ‘cause this nigga is a dummy
Turn that nigga to a lame, get the pack and now I'm runnin'

[Verse 2: Xhris2Eazy]
Posted up with sixty, got like 67 hoes, uh
Brodie keep that tool because we got a lot of foes, uh
Get up out my face 'cause I don't owe you nothin', uh
Tryna' act hard man, know that you bluffin'
My bitch wearin' Ed Hardy, uh
You broke, you workin' at Arby's, uh
You should probably go join the Army, uh
Walk in thе spot with gas pack on me
Offered a drink, I turn to a zombiе
Look at my face and I look like zombie
[?] my fit, now Abercrombie
Better [?] fuck you around me
Niggas switchin' up like the weather
Pull off your face wear it like some leather
Live on the edge, I'm Heath Ledger
Put on my mask, bitch, I'm the Joker
I'll keep a straight face like I'm playin' poker
If you cross me once, then bitch, it's over
Might drop a 30 up in my soda
Vince Carter, bitch, I'm slam dunkin'
My heart so cold, like Minnesota