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jaziah! - blood clot lyrics

yo why the f+ck my
my lighter ain’t workin
like d+mn, like i’m tryna get high as a muf+cka
and my cup muddy as h+ll

i beat her wall and get her jaw i paint her face like basquiat
man, hoe shut up, get on your knees i hate when b+tches talk a lot
i’m tatted on my f+ckin’ body and all my glocks, they pop a lot
and me and twin we high as f+ck, we like to do them drugs a lot

i’m in the hood, you know i’m a stamped b+tch, cause i hang with bloods a lot
it’s so much red up in my cup lil’ b+tch, i’m sippin’ blood clot
givenchy on my f+ckin’ belt the swag gon’ take the whole spot
i need my f+ckin’ check today my new ar got red dot

ayy, i got guns for days feel like i was born to shoot
i’m walkin’ in his f+ckin’ trap i stick em up, give me your loot
i’m with them real bloods forreal but my hunnids crippin’ blue
muddy cup, i’m feelin’ great baby, what you tryna do

lil’ b+tch, i hang with real bloods
blatt blatt
i blam at you
and lil’ b+tch, i’m on f+ckin’ time my new b+tch speakin’ canichu
b+tch, i don’t need no f+ckin’ feature i’m f+ckin’ snappin’ by myself
man, tell that hoe to say her vows she eat my d+ck thru sick and health
i told my twin, go send the stems i eat the beat like b+tch, what else
i rip her up and break her down cause her sh+t water, michael phelps
i beat her wall and get her jaw i paint her face basquiat
hoe shut up, get on your knees i hate when b+tches talk a lot
i’m really him, i pop a lot
my patna blood, slime a lot
what the f+ck is in your cup? lil’ b+tch, i’m sippin’ blood clot

- jaziah lyrics

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