"Covered In Blood" lyrics
You know how the fuck we rockin', man, these niggas tryna
These niggas tryna be like Bath, these niggas tryna be like Chuckyy, they tweakin'
These niggas is not tweakin' on shit at all, man
These niggas ain't runnin' that sack up (Ayy, Ronny, that's major)
These niggas stingy as hell, man, on foenem grave, nigga (Dmur3, you son of a bitch)
Dirty bastards, uh
Ain't gotta slide or go get no get back, we the one jump out first, head tap, uh (Brrah, rrah)
We really knockin' shit off the map (Come here), .308 big as hell, took a chunk out his scalp (He dead)
Uh, these niggas be runnin' and do laps, whole time, me and foenem runnin' through racks (Ayy, racks)
Niggas on my dick, tryna steal my flow, ain't throwin' no shot, I'ma keep it a stack (Brrah, rrah, you know that)
I ain't tryna kick it if you ain't my blood, you could get the fuck back (Get the fuck back)
I'm in Cali' smokin' on dank, but I'm chillin' with Dank, just boolin', relax (What you on?)
Got some tweakers that's up in the cut and they ready to do it, they booted off X (They'll blitz you)
I'm really a tweaker for real, I ain't just sayin' shit, I'll do it, relax (I'm a maniac, I'm a rich-ass maniac)
Soon as you bend that corner, run through the crib on feet, we gon' creep through the back (We gon' creep through the back)
Bath fackin' her ass, they Padded a Trackhawk Jeep and three new Scats (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Opp thirsty to blast, he know the tweaker right behind him and right on ass (Rrah, rrah, rrah)
We'll get on your ass for tweakin' and frontin' your move, let us know it's that (Grr, grr, grr)
Man, the opps hidin', niggas get wrapped up, every day, niggas get clapped up (What's up? What you on?)
Nine time out of ten, I ain't call for backup, 10 mil', that's my backup (Grr, grr, grr)
I got some shit put his ass on the ground, lift his dumb ass back up (Back up, back up)
FYI, Bloodbath do no slackin', we team no lackin'
All my niggas be pistol packers and pistol clappers (Packin', packin', on foenem)
I can't make this up, can't do no bappin', I'm born a savage
Who really rich? I'll up a honeybun and two make you madder
Pull a SRT Jeep off, she say that shit make her wetter
If you know me, then you know I like money, guns, and the cheddar
But I also like bodies and blood, think I got a fetish
Put a nigga right up in the tub, it's just gettin' redder (Muddy, muddy)
All these niggas get covered in blood (Blood, blood)
Niggas get covered in blood (Blood)
These niggas get covered in blood, it's gettin' redder (Brr, brr)
These niggas get covered in blood, huh (Brr)
All these niggas get covered in blood, it's just gettin' redder
I wish I got money without the fame
New Trackhawk Jeep, just blew the brain (Frr)
The white kids wanna take pictures with me, so that showed me I carved some things (What's up, lil' dude?)
Been runnin' this money up, I won't stop
Got a family to feed, I'ma get to the top
We still play cuts, we'll hit that block (Brrah, bah, bah, bah)
Brr, he got hit with a chop (Brr)
He got hit with a chop, man down
He got hit with a chop, nigga, it cook his mind, uh
You know how the fuck we rockin', gettin' that bath, nigga
You know that, nigga
Gettin' that dub on me in the stu', nigga
Gettin' that, gettin' that ketchup, dumbass nigga, no mustard, goofy
These niggas tryna be like Bath, these niggas tryna be like Chuckyy, they tweakin'
These niggas is not tweakin' on shit at all, man
These niggas ain't runnin' that sack up (Ayy, Ronny, that's major)
These niggas stingy as hell, man, on foenem grave, nigga (Dmur3, you son of a bitch)
Dirty bastards, uh
Ain't gotta slide or go get no get back, we the one jump out first, head tap, uh (Brrah, rrah)
We really knockin' shit off the map (Come here), .308 big as hell, took a chunk out his scalp (He dead)
Uh, these niggas be runnin' and do laps, whole time, me and foenem runnin' through racks (Ayy, racks)
Niggas on my dick, tryna steal my flow, ain't throwin' no shot, I'ma keep it a stack (Brrah, rrah, you know that)
I ain't tryna kick it if you ain't my blood, you could get the fuck back (Get the fuck back)
I'm in Cali' smokin' on dank, but I'm chillin' with Dank, just boolin', relax (What you on?)
Got some tweakers that's up in the cut and they ready to do it, they booted off X (They'll blitz you)
I'm really a tweaker for real, I ain't just sayin' shit, I'll do it, relax (I'm a maniac, I'm a rich-ass maniac)
Soon as you bend that corner, run through the crib on feet, we gon' creep through the back (We gon' creep through the back)
Bath fackin' her ass, they Padded a Trackhawk Jeep and three new Scats (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Opp thirsty to blast, he know the tweaker right behind him and right on ass (Rrah, rrah, rrah)
We'll get on your ass for tweakin' and frontin' your move, let us know it's that (Grr, grr, grr)
Man, the opps hidin', niggas get wrapped up, every day, niggas get clapped up (What's up? What you on?)
Nine time out of ten, I ain't call for backup, 10 mil', that's my backup (Grr, grr, grr)
I got some shit put his ass on the ground, lift his dumb ass back up (Back up, back up)
FYI, Bloodbath do no slackin', we team no lackin'
All my niggas be pistol packers and pistol clappers (Packin', packin', on foenem)
I can't make this up, can't do no bappin', I'm born a savage
Who really rich? I'll up a honeybun and two make you madder
Pull a SRT Jeep off, she say that shit make her wetter
If you know me, then you know I like money, guns, and the cheddar
But I also like bodies and blood, think I got a fetish
Put a nigga right up in the tub, it's just gettin' redder (Muddy, muddy)
All these niggas get covered in blood (Blood, blood)
Niggas get covered in blood (Blood)
These niggas get covered in blood, it's gettin' redder (Brr, brr)
These niggas get covered in blood, huh (Brr)
All these niggas get covered in blood, it's just gettin' redder
I wish I got money without the fame
New Trackhawk Jeep, just blew the brain (Frr)
The white kids wanna take pictures with me, so that showed me I carved some things (What's up, lil' dude?)
Been runnin' this money up, I won't stop
Got a family to feed, I'ma get to the top
We still play cuts, we'll hit that block (Brrah, bah, bah, bah)
Brr, he got hit with a chop (Brr)
He got hit with a chop, man down
He got hit with a chop, nigga, it cook his mind, uh
You know how the fuck we rockin', gettin' that bath, nigga
You know that, nigga
Gettin' that dub on me in the stu', nigga
Gettin' that, gettin' that ketchup, dumbass nigga, no mustard, goofy
