Idgt Bloody! (taisiegel)

[Chorus]
Ballin' hard like Durant
Throwin' bullets at a slant
Bitch bad like super [?]
I wan' give her super [?]
Move with niggas with no sense
Movin' very militant
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I might have to pimp a hoe
I might have to kick a door
If the money movin' slow
I might have to go outside, post up at a corner store
We know we all got a dream I hope a money tree grow
Outside late actin' like a negro

I love drugs, when they in my blood
They won't show me love
Got lean up in the club
I'm runnin' up a check
And your hoe she want sex
And thesе niggas know I'm next
And I just want a flat screen in a Corvette
And that bitch too boring
Wеst Indian hoe yeah I like a foreign
Baby I been on the road like I'm world touring
I could never sell my soul cause it's too enormous
I be making her shit fat now her shit enormous
Laughing at, old hoes, when I'm on the Forbes list
Bitch I'm Bloody IDGT I don't need a chorus