Blood Spill lyrics

[Intro]
(KJ let the beat knock)

[Chorus: DracBaby]
Smoke me an opp and get straight to the block
They ain't on sh*t, we be chasin' em n*ggas
Hang out the window, we known for killing they ass
We hopping out, up Drac' on them n*ggas
Put a bag on your head, come get you myself
I then done split it with my n*ggas
You ain't my gang, can't stand next to me
Who is that man? Get the f*ck out of my picture

[Verse 1: DracBaby]
Don't tote no regular sh*t in my car
Gotta have a you a button on the back to get in
sh*t can get bloody, I kick sh*t with hounds
I'm in the back of the Wraith with Q50
When it come to TK, you know I smoke him
Pass me a lighter, who else tryna hit him?
Stand ovеr him, what he got hit with?
Cuh done [?], you know I'm gon' switch 'em
f*ck thе opps crazy, big EBK
Rollin' an opp, who we smokin' today?
n*gga reach for some dice, got shot in they sh*t
f*ck it, let's talk about bodies today
Headshot gang, we aimin' for brains
Ain't hittin' no leg, we touchin' they face
Ain't sayin' no names, but they know who I'm talking 'bout, but f*ck 'em
Ain't no more swervin' the Wraith
Chase a n*gga all the way down 'til he crash
Smokin' opp block, I'm tired of they ass
Dissin' my n*gga, you don't even know him, but when I catch you, pull up, I'm tappin' your ass
My lil' n*ggas crazy, bring him a PAD, 200 on the battery, this sh*t gettin' snatched
I can't go for nothin', this sh*t a n*gga talk 'bout, catch you with them, I'm poppin' your ass
[Chorus: DracBaby, BloodHound Q50]
Smoke me an opp and get straight to the block
They ain't on sh*t, we be chasin' em n*ggas
Hang out the window, we known for killing they ass
We hopping out, up Drac' on them n*ggas
Put a bag on your head, come get you myself
I then done split it with my n*ggas
You ain't my gang, can't stand next to me
Who is that man? Get the f*ck out of my picture (Go)

[Verse 2: BloodHound Q50]
If I ain't get back for that one sh*t, n*gga I won't be me
We hopping out cars and gettin' on feet
Rookie ass n*ggas stay shootin' out the V
Ain't no surviving these 7.62s
This b*tch so big, knock the letters off a Jeep
Spotted his b*tch-ass 'fore we clapped him, buyin' them same-ass shoes on his feet, go
We kill sh*t for real
I'm not no rapper, but them n*ggas broke as hell, talkin' 'bout they trappers
Forever droppin' L's, Drac' make sh*t happen
Got killers in Memphis, n*gga shout out my smackers
And I ain't ducking sh*t, I won't, I said it
Pop out with a new kit like I do magic
Won't touch that Glock if it ain't automatic
His momma in the way, f*ck it, I'm still clappin'
[Chorus: DracBaby]
Smoke me an opp and get straight to the block
They ain't on sh*t, we be chasin' em n*ggas
Hang out the window, we known for killing they ass
We hopping out, up Drac' on them n*ggas
Put a bag on your head, come get you myself
I then done split it with my n*ggas
You ain't my gang, can't stand next to me
Who is that man? Get the f*ck out of my picture (Get the f*ck out my picture)