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beno, 700 cal, kutty5000, 40 glockboy & lil mello - on bloods lyrics

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[intro: beno]
(bangthatsh+t)
yup

[verse 1: beno]
on bloods (b+tch)
all that broke sh+t, i’m allergic
yep, she a broke b+tch, i’ma curve it (uh)
free slit, they tryna hit my bro with a jersey (free slit)
if i pull up with two hundred thousand, you gon’ be nervous (d+mn)
baby, pull that p+ssy cat out so i can purr it
i told my auntie cook up one more time so i can learn it
i take an eight out every ounce, yeah, when i whip a birdie

[verse 2]
boy, my pop like your b+tch, so you know it’s dirty (you know it’s dirty)
and i’m feelin’ like lil wayne, i ain’t got no worries (i ain’t got no worries)
i’m a 700 n+gga, every glock i need a 30
if we can’t get the m, we drop his mans, i know it hurt him
you know she eating d+ck, she made me bust, i’m off a perky (d+mn, b+tch)
free the boogeyman, my baby goin’ against coworthy

[verse 3]
see an opp b+tch, cut into her like it’s surgery
we’ve been gettin’ money, i seen cuz drop a birdie
[verse 4]
i just bought me a new bl!cky, i pop out and hit a bogie
have 56 come and do a drill in a stollie
have ski eat you for that light pape’ and that rollie
b+tch, i’m blower, i keep tryna tell you you don’t even know me
i sick my apes, why is you around? we don’t even know him

[verse 5]
boolin’ in the red zone, long chops (b+tch)
we’d catch him at the light, we gon’ hit his top (blrrt, bah)
i swear to god we just caught up with ’bout seven opps (with ’bout seven opps)
real hot n+ggas ridin’ ’round with seven glocks (we got seven glocks)

[verse 6]
i’m in vegas with that bl!cky, can’t get did like pac
i called a fiend dwayne johnson ’cause he want the rock
i get the drop, you best believe i’m sittin’ at your spot (boy)
cut into a groupie b+tch, you tryna f+ck or not?
stuff these beans in your tw+t
boy, this sh+t ain’t cheap, if you don’t want it then go up the block
boy, this sh+t on every top, tryna finish every opp
so if i catch you with ’em, then be ready to take every shot



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