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billy stiletto - make it bleed lyrics

[intro]
sound, sound, sound
billy
bronco

[verse 1]
i been in a mood
something wrong with me (yeah)
i can’t right my wrongs (uh huh)
i’d never wrong the beat (yeah, yeah, yeah)
honestly
i don’t care about like who you trying to be
wearily
more concerned with all of
what’s in front of me (me, me, me)
pay no mind
mind your manners
mix this sh+t and hold me down (yeah)
watch your step
where i’m from
we lace them blunts
then lace your kicks
pray it hits
plot could thicken any minute
drop a rack and ink your skin (uh huh)
like who is this?
you don’t exist (no, no, no,no )
hope the message sinking in (uh huh)
you not like us
we not like him (yeah)
devasted
i been devastated
yeah, yeah, yeah
tried and true
tried and trepidation (tried and true)
paid my dues and overpaid
earned this spot and overstayed
showing love
they throwing shade
talk my sh+t they wince in pain
faithfully (yeah)
grit my t++th
come take leap
i know the way
faithfully
grit my t++th
come take this leap
i know the way
[chorus]
when i’m in the cut
i make it hurt
i make it bleed

when i’m in the cut
i make it hurt
i make it bleed
(oh my god)

when i’m in the cut
i make it hurt
i make it bleed
i make it, yeah
i make it

when i’m in the cut
i make it hurt
i make it bleed
(oh my god)

when i’m in the cut
i make it hurt
i make it bleed
(i really do)
when i’m in the cut
i make it hurt
i make it bleed
(i really do)

when i’m in the cut
i make it hurt
i make it bleed

[verse 2 austin skinner]
said i’m on my way
in the club
my gun on my waist
got my blunt on face
d+mn we could have went a different way
how much can you take?
got me thinking that i did mistakes
so much on my plate
on these drugs praying they not laced
i ain’t got time to waste
need my money
need like every day (yeah)
walking out the bank
glock nineteen on me know it gon’ spray
b+tch i’m [?] like where you at?
you don’t want no strings attached
you know im on drugs forreal
i can’t die i got his back
woke up holding all these racks
cash out with my b+tch at saks (my b+tch)
green glock came with a beam
green just like this lean its facts
i sip pink i like my tris
we twist sip on wocky still (still)
how i made this much off rap (rap)
i could pay your momma’s bills
i can’t ride round with no strap (nah)
glock on me this b+tch on k!ll (yeah)
my b+tch walked in with a mag
racks on me just like your dad (got my racks)
you gon’ go out probably rat (yeah)
i’m gon’ have my brothers back (d+mn)
i f+cked your b+tch gave her back (back)
f+ck a b+tch i need my racks (racks)
off this x got heart attack (d+mn)
my lean red like shark attack (yeah)
f+ck your girl might break her back (d+mn)
thinking about what i could have (have)
for these hoes i won’t grow sad
locked my bro up got me sad (sad)
why your b+tch wanna take bath? (yeah)
dropped her in that crazy crab
glock on me, no i won’t lack (nah)
so d+mn high i’m in my bag (yeah)
geeked up off these drugs i lack
i hope i don’t make you mad
[chorus]
when i’m in the cut
i make it hurt
i make it bleed

when i’m in the cut
i make it hurt
i make it bleed
(oh my god)

when i’m in the cut
i make it hurt
i make it bleed
i make it, yeah
i make it

when i’m in the cut
i make it hurt
i make it bleed
(oh my god)

when i’m in the cut
i make it hurt
i make it bleed
(i really do)

when i’m in the cut
i make it hurt
i make it bleed

[outro]
make it bleed
i did
i really do
oh, oh, my god
he sold his soul for some louis vuitton’s

- billy stiletto lyrics

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