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young god - blood on my jeans lyrics

[intro]
and i try to stop, oh
baby
(808 mafia)
baby, baby, baby (baby, baby)
(that’s my baby)
(gezin)
ha

[chorus]
baby, i’ve 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 beg that my relationship is forever
but i’ve been cheatin’ on the drugs (yeah)
pour a cup of codeine in the new plug (yeah)
and them hot rod pockets i need two of ’em (yeah)
lean
put biscotti in my lungs
i’m smokin’ green
chopper on me, i don’t talk, i just up the beam
let my gun bust a nut then leave
i ain’t leave a clue on the scene
close range so i got blood on my jeans

[verse 1]
saints row cup, ain’t no red in my lean
bank rolled up i been swimmin’ in green
still the blue face king
benjamin franklin come dirty and clean
i know my haters hate to see me succeed
when they get the chance they’ll end up murderin’ me
this sh#t got me laughin’, ha ha
keltec get to rappin’, gra gra
f#ck n#gga, i’m yo’ father
don’t matter if you older
they say age is just a number
if that’s the case i’m way older
these who? (these n#ggas)
and these b#tches that think that they get it
for a backstage pass she can suck a d#ck, b#tch
i got a b#tch better, get you a ticket
walk through the night with my gun like a creep
but my shirt mason martin, my shoes double c
i don’t know what it’s gonna take you to believe
that 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’ve 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 beg that my relationship is forever
but i’ve been cheatin’ on the drugs (yeah)
pour a cup of codeine in the new plug (yeah)
and them hot rod pockets i need two of ’em (yeah)
lean
put biscotti in my lungs
i’m smokin’ green
chopper on me, i don’t talk, i just up the beam
let my gun bust a nut then leave
i ain’t have a crew on the scene
close range so i got blood on my jeans

[open verse]

[bridge]
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’ve 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 beg that my relationship is forever
but i’ve been cheatin’ on the drugs (yeah)
pour a cup of codeine in the new plug (yeah)
and them hot rod pockets i need two of ’em (yeah)
lean
put biscotti in my lungs
i’m smokin’ green
chopper on me, i don’t talk, i just up the beam
let my gun bust a nut then leave
i ain’t have a crew on the scene
close range so i got blood on my jeans

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