+bless+ (ms) - left lyrics
[intro: +bless+]
(woah) yuh
[chorus: +bless+ & luhsaiyan]
i ain’t gon’ stress ’bout a b+tch, i went straight by my jet (uh)
yuh, up in the kitchen, i whip with a pyrex (woah)
ayy, tellin’ me i ain’t got bands, you need you a object (uh; yeah)
i’m finna pour up some sprite and mix it with hi+tec (yeah)
[verse 1: +bless+ & luhsaiyan]
uh, swerve to the right then swerve to the left (left, woah)
slingin’ the knife, it’s in yo’ head (head)
gotta move right like i’m playin’ chess (woah)
f+ckin’ yo’ wife, she up in my bed
coppin’ the ice ’cause i got some bread (bread)
ain’t smokin’ on pipe, i’m takin’ these meds, yeah
put him in the ground like he david blaine
thirty pointers and they sit on the chain
ain’t coppin’ no jeep, i’m coppin’ the range
pull up with that draco, we choppin’ his brain
yuh, poppin’ a perc, i get high as a plane
i’ma say sh+t that you can’t even explain
dragon b+tt shotgun hit you with flame
shooter pull up and he got the best aim
servin’ them chickens like it’s raising cane’s (yeah)
fiendin’ on drank like i need a cane (yeah)
mask on my face and i’m lookin’ like bane (yeah)
i rap ’em all, i put ’em to shame (yeah)
f+ck is a hood? we shoot up his gang (yeah)
must on the chain, it’s not johnny dang (yeah)
my gun like sosa, the b+tch sayin’ bang (yeah)
[bridge: +bless+]
screamin’ on doubly, we on that sh+t
codeine be bubbly, takin’ a sip
took three percocets right out the rip
watch how that lil’ p+ssy’s body gon’ flip
pockets on blue, they lookin’ like [?]
high as a b+tch, i’m on a lil’ trip
[?] bag, we roll up a zip
yuh
[verse 2: luhsaiyan, +bless+ & both]
b+tch i’m high as f+ck
you cannot f+ck with us
i don’t associate (no)
i’m not talkin’ that much (yeah)
keepin’ it tight if they wantin’ to talk that much
that b+tch so bad, but she talk too much (yeah)
choppa on my back, b+tch you better run (yuh)
[chorus: +bless+ & luhsaiyan]
i ain’t gon’ stress ’bout a b+tch, i went straight by my jet (uh)
f+ckin’ that b+tch and she makin’ a mess
yuh, up in the kitchen, i whip with a pyrex (yeah, woah)
ayy, tellin’ me i ain’t got bands, you need you a object (uh; yeah)
i’m finna pour up some sprite and mix it with hi+tec
[outro: luhsaiyan]
[?]
Random Lyrics
- unspoken - never running out lyrics
- cindy wilson - take my time lyrics
- ruined family vacation - don't tell me that you're sorry lyrics
- baklava boi - spoilin lyrics
- uggly - сделал (done) lyrics
- tom auton (and the bottlebreakers) - how'd i get so low? lyrics
- carfard19 - how to groom lyrics
- govana - spaintown lyrics
- paradoxx - observer lyrics
- marcy wtf - luv in the club lyrics