BLOOD ON MY NIKEZ Denzel Curry (Ft. Juicy J)

[Intro: Denzel Curry]
Okay
Okay
Okay, uh, okay

[Pre-Chorus: Denzel Curry]
Okay, okay, set it off, I'ma do the damn thang
Put my name on my gang, on my goddamn chain
To a rich nigga, you a goddamn lame
To a broke nigga, you a goddamn stain

[Chorus: Denzel Curry]
Mane, let me wipe the blood off my Nikes, ayy
Mane, let me wipe the blood off my Nikes, ayy
Mane, let me wipe the blood off my Nikes, ayy
Mane, let me wipe the blood off my Nikes, ayy

[Verse 1: Denzel Curry]
Mane, how the fuck you get all your bread took?
I'm a real nigga, leave a trail full of dead crooks
Opposite of snitch, you the type to make the feds look
I could make a sham shook, that chopper sing like Sam Cooke
Change gon' come with this drum, please don't get involved
In the M-I-A, it's first forty-eight, you'll be mystery unsolved
So it's best you keep my name out your mouth
This how the fuck it go down in the South
Most of my niggas been down in a drought
So they're lookin' for smoke and you look like an ounce
Lord, forgive me for my sins, I can't spare the rod
In these final days, they're been times that been hella hard
No, I'm not a killer, but my dawg got a darker heart
Jit said he was a demon, so tonight, we'll be playin' God