#BrooklynBloodPop!

Pop, pop, pop, pop
 Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood
 Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
 Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood
 Cover fire
 I need a rumor
 You're a school shooter
 A problematic desire
 I'm just a gun with the hire
 Pop your skull and your tires
 I want your feeling and everything in your fiber
 Uh, uh, uh, uh
 And I'm popping 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 want 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 barretts
 Push you off of the edge
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 Throwing knife, like, pick your fight
 Pussy boy, I wanna see my bride
 I feel like Xzibit 'cause I pimp my ride
 Yeah, bitch, just want you to pick up your side
 Thoughts contrived, yeah, baby
 I can never do right in your mind
 It's just so hard to stay attached to this world
 Love you like matter
 MP5 like scatter
 Blunts just leaves me staggered
 Got 12 on me
 Won't let me be
 Got gummy worms stuck in my teeth
 I seen her face, I'm that OG
 Grapple tape on my SMG
 Talk, talk, talk but you won't beat me
 Cover fire
 I need a rumor
 I'm just cooler
 All right, IG
 I had a, had a hard workout today but
 I'll see y'all later
 What's up, boy?
 (Pop, pop, pop, pop)
 (Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood)
 (Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop)
 (Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood)