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rocaine - big blood lyrics

[intro: rocaine]
(good lookin’, dnell)
blood in this motherf+cker
to the right

[verse 1: rocaine & smokecamp chino]
big blood in this b+tch, n+gga (in this b+tch, n+gga)
big blood, type your b+tch (you know what i’m sayin’, n+gga?)
big blood, glocks in this b+tch (yeah)
big blood, shot in your lip (oh yeah)
bl++dy don’t f+ck with opps, n+gga (h+ll nah, n+gga)
bloddy gon’ connect the dots, n+gga (blrraah)
buddy gleam on your heart, n+gga (on your heart, p+ssy)
big bl++dy all i got, n+gga (all i got, n+gga)
big blood, who should i hit? (should i wet, n+gga?)
big blood, who should i get? (should i get, n+gga?)
big blood, i bet i hit (i bet i hit, bro)
big blood, i bet i don’t miss (h+ll nah)
bl++dy just add on my lista (on my list, b+tch)
big bl++dy black on that sh+t (on that sh+t, b+tch)
bl++dy just hit for a wrist (on a rollie)
my bl++dy got twenty+five years, n+gga (godd+mn)
big blood just prayed for an appeal (gotta fight)
big blood, whose do i feel? (i don’t feel nothin’)
big blood, what did i hear, n+gga? (i don’t hear nothin’)
bl++dy don’t care what you feel, n+gga (h+ll nah, n+gga)
bl++dy, ayy, what’s the deal, n+gga? (what’s the deal, n+gga?)
bl++dy hunchin’ like a dead n+gga (blaah)
bl++dy, what? can i k!ll, n+gga? (k!ll, n+gga)
mmm
ayy
[verse 2: smokecamp chino]
big blood, no, i ain’t come to play, bro
smoke boy, 8 block, keep a k close
a hundred pints, big mud, we got big slugs
two hundred hundreds in my pockets, b+tch, big dub
was seventeen with a cutter throwin’ big b’s
lil’ blood, he been droppin’ since the sixteen (yeah)
big blood in a h+llcat, redeye
i got my n+ggas throwin’ b’s out in bedstuy
big blood, bought a glock, that b+tch gorgeous (woah)
big blood just made two hundred off of oranges (rat)
big blood f+ck your b+tch and have her nuttin’ (b+tch)
lil’ blood, he gon’ pop your ass for nothin’
big blood, drop a hundred on your top, n+gga
i’m an opp k!ller, long live rock, n+gga (rock)
smoke boy, twenty fans in the club, n+gga (n+gga)
four+hundred shots, i dare a n+gga mug, n+gga
big blood, i got n+ggas throwin’ c’s too
fn leave a p+ssy n+gga see+through
lil’ blood, n+ggas small with a big heart
my whip growl like a lion when that b+tch start
(frontline sh+t)

[outro]
(good lookin’, dnell)

- rocaine lyrics

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