[Intro: Mello Buckzz]
Come through lookin' for blood
Yeah, we come through lookin' for blood
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Ha, ha, ha, ha, Gentle Beatz)
Yeah (Lollypop)
[Chorus: Mello Buckzz]
Uh, come through slidin' all black lookin' for blood, nigga, we playin' Spades (Lookin' for blood)
I'ma hop out and get this close up on him, I'm tryna line his fade (Uh-uh)
Way back then, we would beat your ass and laugh, but now you gon' see some brains (Mhm)
And I'm still ridin' through the 'Raq like Tony Montana, nigga, fuck that case
Keep my pipe, you keep your vape on you, now that's two different smokes (Two different smokes)
I'ma blow first, your bitch ass hesitatin', you gon' up your pipe and choke (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
I was on the block with three guns in my purse and I was still jumpin' rope (Uh-huh)
Before I let a ho-ass nigga come take my life, bitch, I'll be goin' broke
[Verse 1: Mello Buckzz]
Pussy, nigga, but I ain't goin' broke (Nope, nope)
Keep on addin' zeros to my bag every time I do a show (Keep on addin' up)
Huh, we was tryna crack a head and y'all was crackin' jokes (Uh-huh)
See how much you laugh when we collide and this Draco touch your throat
Huh, I hate your type, only wanna pop out when it's hot
What happened to all that frontline talk? Where you at when it's cold? You don't be on your block (Like what?)
Niggas be hoes, I got way more blood on my hands than I do squats
I'm a lil' gangster bitch with a slick-ass mouth and a pipe I ain't gotta cock
Fuck your hood, ain't nobody else drop shit for my mans, you ain't go on that ride
Ain't tryna clique up, ain't tryna link 'cause if you in the mix, everybody gon' die (Everybody gon' die)
We multiplyin' our pipes and slidin', meanwhile, these niggas dividin' and dyin' (These niggas be dyin')
I'll go get a nigga smoked, then kick my feet up, bitch, and wine and dine, pussy (And wine and dine)
Come through lookin' for blood
Yeah, we come through lookin' for blood
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Ha, ha, ha, ha, Gentle Beatz)
Yeah (Lollypop)
[Chorus: Mello Buckzz]
Uh, come through slidin' all black lookin' for blood, nigga, we playin' Spades (Lookin' for blood)
I'ma hop out and get this close up on him, I'm tryna line his fade (Uh-uh)
Way back then, we would beat your ass and laugh, but now you gon' see some brains (Mhm)
And I'm still ridin' through the 'Raq like Tony Montana, nigga, fuck that case
Keep my pipe, you keep your vape on you, now that's two different smokes (Two different smokes)
I'ma blow first, your bitch ass hesitatin', you gon' up your pipe and choke (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
I was on the block with three guns in my purse and I was still jumpin' rope (Uh-huh)
Before I let a ho-ass nigga come take my life, bitch, I'll be goin' broke
[Verse 1: Mello Buckzz]
Pussy, nigga, but I ain't goin' broke (Nope, nope)
Keep on addin' zeros to my bag every time I do a show (Keep on addin' up)
Huh, we was tryna crack a head and y'all was crackin' jokes (Uh-huh)
See how much you laugh when we collide and this Draco touch your throat
Huh, I hate your type, only wanna pop out when it's hot
What happened to all that frontline talk? Where you at when it's cold? You don't be on your block (Like what?)
Niggas be hoes, I got way more blood on my hands than I do squats
I'm a lil' gangster bitch with a slick-ass mouth and a pipe I ain't gotta cock
Fuck your hood, ain't nobody else drop shit for my mans, you ain't go on that ride
Ain't tryna clique up, ain't tryna link 'cause if you in the mix, everybody gon' die (Everybody gon' die)
We multiplyin' our pipes and slidin', meanwhile, these niggas dividin' and dyin' (These niggas be dyin')
I'll go get a nigga smoked, then kick my feet up, bitch, and wine and dine, pussy (And wine and dine)
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