Bleed lyrics

(Intro)
sh*t! Bleed
sh*t
sh*t
sh*t, ayy

(Chorus)
Pull up on the opps and make ‘em bleed
Ain’t gonna know
n*ggas get shots from me
Wait, hold up right now
Take ‘em down, one-two-three
They don’t know I know
Pull up and I make n*ggas bleed, what?
I make n*ggas bleed

(Post-Chorus)
I’m pull up to your driveway with a stick
I’ma make sure that my choppa has a di*k
I’ma go and shoot ya, you ain’t know sh*t
I’ma go and f*ck you up, get off my di*k
Ayy
I’ma blow the stick, f*ck how ya think
I been going bad, my b*tch is in a mink
305-909 n*gga gangs be lame with the link
They gon’ feel the stick
Ayy
(Verse 1)
I’ma pull up with my stick, you gon bleed
None of these f*ck n*ggas know me
I be up like Ski, b*tch wanna sip with me
Pull up and n*ggas bleed
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, f*ck n*gga, don’t know n*ggas
You cannot, what, we got the driller
This song might be, filler
I don’t f*ck with, you n*ggas
You n*ggas be, running
The Plight, is coming
Running cash, run it
b*tch!

(Chorus)
Pull up on the opps and make ‘em bleed
n*ggas get shots from me
Takе ‘em down, one-two-three
Pull up and make n*ggas bleed

(Post-Chorus)
I’ma pull up to your drivеway with a stick
I’ma make sure that my choppa has a di*k
I’ma go and shoot ya, you ain’t know sh*t
I’ma go and f*ck you up, get off my di*k
Ayy
I’ma blow the stick, f*ck how ya think
I been going bad, my b*tch is in a mink
305-909 n*gga gags be lame with the link
They gon’ feel the stick
Ayy
(Verse 2)
Such a f*ck n*gga, who can f*ck with ya
Pull up and make ‘em bleed
Got nothing on me
sh*tting on n*ggas
f*ck is up, with ya
I’ma go make ‘em bleed
They find the scene
It’s confusing

(Chorus)
Pull up on the opps and make ‘em bleed
n*ggas get shots from me
Take ‘em down, one-two-three
Pull up and make n*ggas bleed

(Verse 3)
sh*tting on you, you don’t know me, ayy
I’ma make you bleed for the rest of the day, yeah
Pull up on your b*tch, she don’t know me, ayy
Pull up on your b*tch, she wanna f*ck me, ayy
Listen, you a b*tch, we cannot talk
I see you got a b*tch that wanna lip lock
Sorry, girl, I just let my hip talk
I’ma put all my opps in a leglock, ayy
(Bridge)
I’ma tired of these f*cking n*ggas
They bleed when I pull the trigger
n*ggas don’t know me
They think I won’t
Pull the goddamn trigger

(Chorus)
Pull up on the opps and make ‘em bleed
Ain’t gonna know
n*ggas get shots from me
Wait, hold up right now
Take ‘em down, one-two-three
They don’t know I know
Pull up and I make n*ggas bleed, what?
I make n*ggas bleed

(Post-Chorus)
I’ma pull up to your driveway with a stick
I’ma make sure that my choppa has a di*k
I’ma go and shoot ya, you ain’t know sh*t
I’ma go and f*ck you up, get off my di*k
Ayy
I’ma blow the stick, f*ck how ya think
I been going bad, my b*tch is in a mink
305-909 n*gga gangs be lame with the link
They gon’ feel the stick
Ayy

(Outro) 1OO
Pull up on the opps and make ‘em bleed
Pull up and I make n*ggas bleed
b*tch, ayy
f*ck