colgxte - bloody wrist lyrics
[intro] [colgxte]
aye aye
blood up on my wrist
blood up on my wrist
blood up on my wrist aye
blood up on my wrist
we rock out like kiss
yo boy wanna diss
than he gone get hit
yo b+tch she want this d+ck
pull up with my clique
then we rip yo ribs
k!ll all of yo kids
i don’t f+ck with pigs
i just f+ck yo girl
then i put blood up on my wrist
blood up on my wrist
blood up on my wrist
blood up on my wrist aye
blood up on my wrist
blood up on my wrist
blood up on my wrist
[k!llkamikaze]
blood on my fist
tote the 4.5 get on
toting black flags
thats a day we split on
samurai sword through his neck
i drill on him
i came real close
put him down we get on him
still war ready
and my aim is so steady
choppa to your head
rip it down to your belly
speaking on my name
i cut you up like some deli
and im a nightmare
i hunt you down
just like im freddy
and when i find him
imma break a b+tch skull
exterminate billions
yea that is the goal
if hе want smoke
im taking his soul
im ap yes we still with thе poles
[colgxte]
smoking a bowl
you is a ho
pull up with choppas
they go through yo dome
colgate a king
come sit on my throne
yo girl a freak
she all on my phone
if he want smoke
we give him that chrome
begging to live
but im taking his soul
serving the pack
like im workin at kohls
she want a bag
so i give her a loan
what is yo game
where are yo kids
i got yo girl
and she f+cking my fist
i got yo girl
and she giving a kiss
i got yo girl
and im f+cking her hips
she broke my heart
now theres blood on my wrist
f+cked her one time
now she begging for pics
c.o.l.g.a.t.e
she f+cking with me
pull up with choppas
they go through yo spleen
im up in poland
not sipping no lean
im on this beat with k!llkamikaze
i sell a sack and im serving a fee
if he can’t break bread he fake
i had one more buck on my plate
it was me and bro we was in the store and both us got 50 cent cakes
[k!llkamikaze]
yuh yuh ok
25 shots shooting out this glock
i found out where he stay
i run it down to your block
fn scar all black with the stock
f+ck with my n+ggas
f+ck around and you get popped
g36 aim it down with the dot
pull out the blood
and i cut to the veins
hollowtips aimed up at your brain
he up in the woods
they claim that he slayin
break in the paint
with a gun in my eye
i came with some winners
im watching them fly
sk 40 17 with a beam
machete in my hand
imma cut him so clean
25th switchblade cut him so lean
1911’s i got blood on my jeans
i stay with the guns
stay up like marines
im like nero b+tch
come f+ck with a king
if he want smoke
leave the boy face down
i am the emperor
come look at my crown
32 clips but im shooting out rounds
wardog b+tch can’t be put in a pound
im dropping the noose i got blood on my shoes
im spraying the trap and im shooting your crew
lil boy already knew
start tellin the truth
yo face on the ground
now i kick out your tooth
im making that bread
i stay in the booth
i find where you at
than wet up the stu
that 10 22 act loose in the club
if he say he on it he lookin so blue
im going so crazy got blood on my fist
im k!lling this b+tch and i dont leave a trace
armageddon
let the 4.5 get him
got 556 to his face and split him
b+tch what the f+ck im trying
i stay in the field so your boys stay dying yuh
what the f+ck im trying yuh
what the f+ck im trying
[outro] [colgxte]
blood up on my wrist
blood up on my wrist
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