Body and Blood ​clipping.

[Verse 1: Daveed Diggs]
Cleavers up, bring 'em here
Femurs all swing on the ceiling like a chandelier
She sittin' there in a white dress, looking like she should get it
Licking the lips of the reddest, should invest in a head clinic
He got a pocket full of incisors and pliers
In a briefcase in case she get inspired, she ain't
She tryin' to suck face off the bone
You should know she is prone to swallow the marrow
She gettin' her eagle on down on the floor
See how the drinks are flowing off of the top shelf
Men are flashing their belt buckle and wallet leather clock
And they can't stop watching they're jockin' em
While she rockin' them 8 inch stilettos
Ain't into metal, just leather and lace and the taste of oxidation
Lay still and let her let like leeches suck
She might let you fuck but she want

[Pre-Chorus: Daveed Diggs & Jonathan Canady]
Body and blood
She don't need you for shit but your dick and your veins
And your guts and your body and blood
Every man see she thick and they wish they could bang
When she strut, she got body and blood
Nails did, hair did, body right, teeth white
Knives sharp, gettin' body and blood
If you a bad bitch, let 'em know you ain't out for the dough
You want