​​tiny ass jeans big guns lyrics

[Intro]
(AJ)
(All I see is red)
Phew, phew
Ayy, b*tch, yeah

[Verse 1]
Go [?] spin the block
Juiced up blood tears, f*ckin' blue all my gwap
Tiny jeans, got the Nikes, I need blood on the rocks
Countin' up, juiced up, hangin' out the droptop
Blood diamonds, I got blood on the rocks
Pretty boy demon di*k made her shed teardrops
Yeah, b*tch, got to flex, let's rock
Link up, that's no prob
Gucci down to the socks, b*tch
b*tch, I'm too juiced up
Pour red in my cup
Glock got monkey nuts
Walk 'em down, shoot 'em up [?]
Caught your ass f*cked up, now your ass in this blunt

[Interlude]
Ayy, b*tch
Phew, phew (Bloodrayne Boys)
Yeah, ayy, woah, ayy
[Verse 2]
b*tch, I'm too powered up
b*tch, I'm too juiced up, ayy
Got red in my cup, ayy
All black Air Force 1's
All red Air Force 1's
Tiny ass jеans, big guns
Pretty boy shoppin' spree, b*tch, we got big funds
Lookin' like Thе Walking Dead stepping in the function
[?]
n*gga, never trust a b*tch, that's how you get set up
n*gga way too greedy, now your ass wet up
Slidin' on the homie truck, Mookie pull the Vette up, ayy (Vampire Gang)