Bloody Piccolo by Bloody Piccolo/Black Magic Lyrics

[INTRO]
Ayy, I keep it posted with the stick, yeah
Ayy, clip longer than my dick, yeah
Ayy, I'm feelin’ all up on your bitch, yeah
Ayy, she wanna swallow all my kids, yeah

[VERSE 1]
Nigga, you a [?]
I'll smack you like a pound
You a simp

[Chorus]
Nigga, you ain't gang, ay
Nigga, you a stain, ay
Yappa on my waist, ay
I’mma let it spray, ay
Balmain at your throat, yeah
Wit' a fucking pole, yeah
Then I let it go
You know me
Bitch, I'm Bloody Piccolo
[VERSE 2]
Choppa, let it spray, ay
Nigga, you a bitch, ay
Choppa with a dick, ay
Aim it at your [?], ay
I'mma let it spit, ay
Nigga, you a bitch, ay
Hit you at your throat, hit you with the scope (BLAT!)
Blast you like I did opps
You [?} just like your dead pops
Nigga, you a bitch, ay
Rollin' with my gang, ay
We all dripping red, yeah
Wake up, know you dead, yeah
Take these bullets through your head, now you filled with lead, yeah
Nigga, you a bitch, ay
Take these bullets through your dreads, yeah
You thought you was about to escape, but bitch I'm Bloody Piccolo
Nigga, you think you really about that action, you got [?] though
You talkin' real fucking bullet proof, until I shoot (duu, duu, duu, duu duu, grah, grah, grah, grah)
I got my finger on the trigger, you pussy nigga (grah, grah, grah, grah)

[EXTRA???]
You mad, huh
I hope you mad
You mad your girl wanna fuck me, you're mad
Nigga, you’re mad
You’re mad your girl wanna love me, you mad?
Nigga you mad, yeah!
[VERSE 3]
Nigga, I keep that special beam-cannon, like I'm Piccolo
Niggas think they are really ’bout that action, let's fucking go
If you try to rob me, I keep the Glock [?]
I'mma up the pole, you ain't gonna stop me, you a lame
Hit you with the scope

[Chorus]
Nigga, you ain’t gang, ay
Nigga you a stain, ay
Yappa on my waist, ay
I'mma let it spray, ay
Balmain at your throat, yeah
With a fucking pole, then I let it go
Bitch, I'm Bloody Piccolo