#BrooklynBloodPop! SyKo
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[Intro]
Pop, pop, pop, pop
Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood
[Chorus]
Cover fire
I need a rumor
You're a school shooter
[Verse 1]
A problematic desire
I'm just a gun with the hire
I'll pop your skull and your tires
I want your feeling and everything in your fiber
Uh, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Munchin', popping on bubblegum
Yeah, I feel you on my tongue
Lick across the clip of my gun
Am I, am I in love?
Or am I off the drugs?
Your girl say I fuck like a thug
She wants kisses over blunts
Let the chains hit her face
Gunshots feel like a blade
Swerve the car make me race
Suicide's a mistake
Snipers chill with berets
Push you off the edgе
Pop, pop, pop, pop
Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood
[Chorus]
Cover fire
I need a rumor
You're a school shooter
[Verse 1]
A problematic desire
I'm just a gun with the hire
I'll pop your skull and your tires
I want your feeling and everything in your fiber
Uh, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Munchin', popping on bubblegum
Yeah, I feel you on my tongue
Lick across the clip of my gun
Am I, am I in love?
Or am I off the drugs?
Your girl say I fuck like a thug
She wants kisses over blunts
Let the chains hit her face
Gunshots feel like a blade
Swerve the car make me race
Suicide's a mistake
Snipers chill with berets
Push you off the edgе
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