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cxmzei - blood on my jeans (unofficial remix) lyrics

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[intro]
d+mn, i tried to stop, oh
baby (808 mafia), baby (baby), baby (baby), babe
you literally are my everything (baby, gezin)
hah (baby)

[chorus]
baby, i been on the run (yeah)
but i would never run from your love (yeah, uh+uh)
if you feel on my d+ck, there’s a gun (yeah, uh+huh)
not right there, just a little above
i value my relationship, it’s forever
but i’ve been cheatin’ on the drugs (yeah)
broke up with codeine, need a new plug (yeah)
hit up hot rod, pints, i need two of ’em (yeah)
huh, (drinkin’) lean, huh
put biscotti in my lungs, i’m smokin’ green
chopper on me, i don’t talk, i just up the beam
huh, let my gun bust a nut, then lеave (yeah)
i ain’t leavе a clue on the scene (uh+uh)
close range, so i got blood on my jeans (uh)

[verse]
saints row cup, ain’t no red in my lean (uh+uh)
bankrolled up, i been swimmin’ in green (uh+huh)
still the blue face king
benjamin franklin come dirty and clean (let’s go)
i know my haters hate to see me succeed
if they get the chance, they’ll end up murderin’ me
that sh+t got me laughin’, haha
kel+tec get to rappin’, grrah, grrah
f+ck n+gga, i’m your father
don’t matter if you older
they say age is just a number
if that’s the case, i’m way over
than who? these n+ggas (uh+huh)
and these b+tches that think that they get it (uh+huh)
for a backstage pass, she’ll suck the d+ck (uh+huh)
b+tch, i got a b+tch, better get you a ticket (uh+huh)
walk through the night with my gun like a creep
on my shirt maison martin, my shoes double+c
i don’t know what it’s gonna take you to believe
i ain’t goin’ nowhere, i ain’t gon’ leave you (ayy, ayy, ayy)
i ain’t goin’ nowhere, i ain’t gon’ leave you
you stuck with me, apologies for my f+ckery
[chorus]
baby, i been on the run
but i would never run from your love
if you feel on my d+ck, there’s a gun
not right there, just a little above
i value my relationship, it’s forever
but i’ve been cheatin’ on the drugs (yeah)
broke up with codeine, need a new plug (yeah)
hit up hot rod, pints, i need two of ’em (yeah)
huh, (drinkin’) lean, huh
put biscotti in my lungs, i’m smokin’ green
chopper on me, i don’t talk, i just up the beam
huh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave (yeah)
i ain’t leave a clue on the scene
close range, so i got blood on my jeans

[verse 2 cxmzei]
i ain’t leave a clue on the scene
close range so i got blood on my jeans
you’ll see me counting up the greens
my shawty wanna ball on the team
these b+tches ain’t not what they seem
that b+tch wanted to get to my team
you won’t see no+one like meee
b+tch this where the freestyle stop
got a b+tch in the crib she been giving me top
run up on me like i said f+cker get popped
if i dont want you in the picture you get cropped
i didn’t like her so the b+tch got dropped
ay but i ain’t going nowhere
you still gon see me
shout out the homie rsav
we too savage
if i dont like you i can do damage
ill just slam you with a wham hit
ask me for money and you get nada
persona non grata
[chorus]
baby, i been on the run
but i would never run from your love
if you feel on my d+ck, there’s a gun
not right there, just a little above
i value my relationship, it’s forever
but i’ve been cheatin’ on the drugs (yeah)
broke up with codeine, need a new plug (yeah)
hit up hot rod, pints, i need two of ’em (yeah)
huh, (drinkin’) lean, huh
put biscotti in my lungs, i’m smokin’ green
chopper on me, i don’t talk, i just up the beam
huh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave (yeah)
i ain’t leave a clue on the scene
close range, so i got blood on my jeans



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