BLOOD by Sp3ctr Lyrics

{Verse 1}
Shout out with your bitch
Bithes very rich(aye)
I dont have a glitch
Your bad bitch is snitch(wassup!)
Motherfucking jewelry
Rober bank estelerly(yeah)
When you a go late gaming
You will drink red bull for laming (aye)

{Chorus}
I have a blood on my shoe
Pull up your daughter your honey your crue
Killing your bitches who?
You just a have motherfucking clue(4X)

{Verse 2}
Dont remember bitches call me captain morgan flexin(wow)
These bitch ain't loyal for my motherfucking breakfast(aye)
Bitch just fucking drop your body boy cool low collection(oof)
FBI are coming to your house fuck detection(aye)
{Interlude}
Watch out,police are a fasting coming
Get low,he a catching for your running
Police have your hood fast destroyer
So go,you will not prove anything to lawyer