Bleach lyrics

[Verse 1: 83HADES]
Why this pus*y talkin'? (Talk)
We don't play no games
Know I keep a ratchet on me
Make him blow his brains (Brains)
Got me an illegal
Had to scratch the paint (Paint)
Sniffin' on that 'caine
f*ckin' on your main b*tch (b*tch)
With my gang, b*tch
No, you cannot hang, b*tch

E-e-e EXCLUSIVE

[Verse 2: 83HADES]
Drop down quick
Kill him if he gon' snitch (Snitch)
And I'm always clappin' (Clap)
See me in the field (Field)
Stay posted with the team
I stay with the steel (Steel)
Come and shop with me (Shop with me)
Yeah, I'm throwin' deals (Deals)
I just want a mill'
Hold up, you can keep that [?] (Keep that [?])
And if you gonna send shots
Know we clappin' back
I'm gon' get you wet
I'm gon' get you wet
[Verse 3: Broc $teezy]
Imma get you wet
I'm sendin' shots right at yo chest
The bloody feds, they know nothing
sh*t, my Glock gon' make a mess
Blood on my necklace
Dead bodies overlappin'
It's a scene from a thriller
So, down with the killin'
b*tch stop talkin', don't run yo mouth
f*ck around, you get stomped right out
Pump, pus*y, let you bleed out
f*ck it doc', please kill me now

[Verse 4: UNOFROMPLUTO]
Yah, okay, yah, okay
Yah, UNO, aye, yah
Hop in the Benny, get dropped off
Shawty wan' f*ck, but she got dirty socks
All of my n*ggas run up with the Glock
So if you n*ggas are talking, yo sh*t getting popped
Bullets connecting like Hotspot
But I do not bring any WiFi
Pull up, I'm getting a drive-by
[?]
I smoke the show on a side night
Look at me, I am a wise guy
I try to mug it, 'cause Midnight
So you can catch me in the night time
I don't f*ck with you, that's a dislike
Run up in your house in the daytime
[Verse 5: 83HADES]
And UNO got the shotty
Imma catch a body
Choppa cut him out
He bleed just like a zombie
Turned into a hobby
Shoppin' do the dummy
Activists, these b*tches, act just like a [?]

EXCLUSIVE

[Verse 6: 83HADES]
Count stacks, big bread, flop drugs
Big guns, large rounds, leave you slumped
Call the choppa, baby mama get you knocked off
Call a hit, my gun connect, know I'm always plugged
Hop out the Porsche, move straight to the club
Brought my gun, now I'm shootin' all up in the club
A lot of people then there's some, but they ain't sh*t
Imma pull up, hit his face with the whole clip
No evidence, body to the ocean
Presidential, big braz will beat his f*ckin' golden
Pawn shop with his chain, even tho it's stolen
Send his hair in a f*cking bag, put it in motion

[Outro: 83HADES]
I got this sh*t by myself, aye
I got this sh*t by myself, aye
I got this sh*t by myself, aye
Designer gotta fill me my belt, aye
I'm catching smoke like oh, damn, aye
Screaming and crying for help, aye