Bloody Mfa lyrics

[Verse]
These n*gga's tryna test my gangsta
Why you think they hate lil Screwly so much, сause i was the one that spanked em (They know that)
Shot his cous, shot his mans, shot his friends, shot his brother
Sorry God im going to hell, i know im a bloody motherf*cker
n*gga come get yo b*tch, she on my di*k, and ion even wanna f*ck her
Half of the gang than ran thru the b*tch, the f*ck i look like wanna touch her
I wanna rachet b*tch, wanna classy women, who act like my mother
f*ckin all the guys but want me to cuff her, the f*ck i look like a sucker
Bang the t’s for tink, you disrespect we hit your street
Just for Lil Boog i toss a B, n*gga f*ck the opps, we make em bleed
We hit the 5 then hit 15th, we hit the 1 then hit 13th
They ain't outside we spin 19th, and it's a few i want out east, b*tch
We dont never stop for the cops its a high speed chase, I'm the type to tell bro keep goin'
I got a switch on the back of my Glock, when I squeeze one time this b*tch keep blowin'
We the type n*ggas chase opps n*ggas down so they fall on the ground f*ck he thought he was goin'? (Come here)
Come in the hood tryna slide yo ass gon die, better know what the f*ck you doin'
Hit a n*gga on the last drill but his ass ain't die but it show my aim improving
Don't need no shooter to shoot for me, 'cause I'm the young n*gga who do all the shootin' (Rrah)
I see a opp on camera i can't even spare em, ask lord he know i'll lose it (You know that)
n*gga see my opp and ain't get off, I'm taking his gun 'cause he shoulda used it
n*ggas be talkin' 'bout bodies ain't got no bodies, come catch you a hat and prove it
Tired of the Glocks and tired of the Drac's and the ARP's, finna buy me a Uzi (Rrah)
Bringin' an extra clip when I go sliding 'cause I love shootin' a movie (Rrah)
New n*ggas come around me trynna shop, keep ya hands out yo pocket and stop all that moving (Stay still n*gga)
n*gga better stop all that moving
n*ggas tryna rob me you see this chop on me i'll up this b*tch and shoot
If i can't reach my gun and Ace right there I know lil buzz gon' do it
Real street n*gga’s long as the opps alive, till they die we all into it (b*tch)
Till they die we all into it
Im the type n*gga to jump out the car for a stop and start shootin while that b*tch still movin
n*ggas be lyin' in raps ain't got sh*t clapped, opps dying on the floor they losin
Catch a opp riding in a Scat we creatin a pack, do his ass real bad like Fooli
I got a bad ass b*tch wanna f*ck right now and the b*tch look just like a roochie
Told that b*tch i want blood, brains and bodies b*tch I don't want your coochie (b*tch)
The f*ck I look like buyin a meal, get kicked to the curb if she ask for sushi (You know that)
Catch me a n*gga tryna shop downtown he get gunned down smoke his ass …
f*ck the industry I'm in the streets for real like shiesty and fuji
I was goin on them hits bailin out for nick [?]
Whole lot of blocks I been at shots I sent shot n*ggas was sayin they'll shoot me (Brr)
I had to stop showing love and busting my gun for n*ggas watch n*ggas abuse it (Brr, ah)
Lil ass boy finna die betta have that fye, he ain't finna keep makin' no music
We did a bunch of sh*t got a bunch of blic tell not stop speakin on Screwly (You know that)
n*ggas ain't slid on us we f*ck sh*t up, them n*ggas be talkin' 'bout goofies (You know that)
Broke ass n*ggas ain't got no money for weed on live, beggin bro for loose ones (Broke ass n*gga)