Down the Road BLOODCLOTS (Ft. Lil B)

[Intro: BLOODCLOT$]
Ayy, down the road, ho
Yeah, down the road, ho
Ayy, yeah, ayy
This some serious shit

[Verse 1: BLOODCLOT$]
I tell 'em I ain't noticed, then watch 'em roll by
Make a ruckus movin' down the road
Illustrate the proper image, off and off and on
This shit has so many visits
He made a left, then he made a right
My God, is this the motherfuckin' stories of Christ? Down the road
Bitch can't handle, what the fuck's a crash landin' if I'm still still standin'?
Fuck out of the basket, I bid my bid, shit
[?] of bitches, when it's all hassle
Plenty other fuckers ask for this, see nigga?
I will never hand them out the answer, yes sir
Because they doin' as they please
I be gettin' money doin' all kinds of things, goin' down the road
She talk to me like business down the road
There was way too many fishes down the road
Shatterin' hoes' fish tanks
With the rope on deck, scatterin' DNA, I'm sprayin'
Tryna turn your complaints, was never playin' the same
Tellin' me bullshit, never can not defame
Fuckin' askin' me questions, I ain't no search engine
Fuck yo' Google and yo' motherfuckin' search engine
Motherfucker got no [?], she raise the night, bitch
You mad 'cause I just see you as a dancer and that's it, bitch