Bloody Night lyrics

[Intro]
(Skeeo, you crazy)
Look, uh, woah, woah, let's talk, n*gga, yeah, yeah
Who said they wanna do somethin' with me?
b*tch-ass n*gga, you ain't tell me you wanted to do nothin' with me
Yeah, look

[Chorus]
b*tch, I got a problem, yeah
Still don't need no Prada bag
Bought my b*tch a Prada bag
She got that good ass and head
I'm a stolo baby, murder baby, 38 made me, n*gga, yeah
City police could not tame me, so I heard that's why they had to call the feds
Come on, let's get it, run into you n*ggas, it's a bang out
Said they want beef, go and tell them b*tches, "Say my name loud"
And I been official, hidin' dirty pistols at PowPow house
Man, my mama trippin', so y'all been dissing, say get 'em all gone

[Verse 1]
Tryna leave who dead? Gon' lay your bed, gon' losе your head, b*tch
The boys you with, they scarеd, the light turn red, we leave you dead with
I'm smokin', tryna focus, now I'm callin', want me pay her rent
Lil' pus*y n*gga say that Quando got me tryna slump sh*t
BWay tote nines just like he Rondo, switch 'em back with drums in
Shoot through your front door, if you don't know, we don't choose, b*tch, I don't pick
These n*ggas be tryna steal my style, don't try see what I'ma come with
But I ain't got Jason, so they f*cked, they engineer ain't on sh*t, now hold on
Shorty wanna put that pus*y on me, want me, I don't see
How lil' mama done fit all that ass up in those jeans
I got plenty hundreds on me, just want lean, I don't smoke weed
And I got a slime just for your slime for who wanna dome me
[Chorus]
b*tch, I got a problem, yeah
Still don't need no Prada bag
Bought my b*tch a Prada bag
She got that good ass and head
I'm a stolo baby, murder baby, 38 made me, n*gga, yeah
City police could not tame me, so I heard that's why they had to call the feds
Come on, let's get it, run into you n*ggas, it's a bang out
Said they want beef, go and tell them b*tches, "Say my name loud"
And I been official, hidin' dirty pistols at PowPow house
Man, my mama trippin', so y'all been dissing, say get 'em all gone

[Verse 2]
You'll lose your life
'Cause they been trailin', they can't wait 'til y'all make a wrong right
And that's exactly how that sh*t turn on a bloody night
Yep, you just don't know your life might end at the next green light
I just see inside your eyes that you ain't never been inside that car, n*gga, you just grew around that sh*t, boy, you a b*tch
And all them old-ass n*ggas that you be runnin' with gon' end up on some zombie sh*t from a headshot when lil' bro and 'em swing the switch
Who that is, say they want Top pic? Gotta put 'em on my top list, I won't drop sh*t 'til I heard that he got blitzed (Yeah, he got blitzed)
You see them bangin' green, know that be my sh*t, I bossed it all, them boys, they drop sh*t, get a drop to show you they gon' stain you and who you with
They gon' stain you and your clique

[Chorus]
b*tch, I got a problem, yeah
Still don't need no Prada bag
Bought my b*tch a Prada bag
She got that good ass and head
I'm a stolo baby, murder baby, 38 made me, n*gga, yeah
City police could not tame me, so I heard that's why they had to call the feds
Come on, let's get it, run into you n*ggas, it's a bang out
Said they want beef, go and tell them b*tches, "Say my name loud"
And I been official, hidin' dirty pistols at PowPow house
Man, my mama trippin', so y'all been dissing, say get 'em all gone
[Outro]
(Skeeo, you crazy)