"eternal bleeding" lyrics

Guns, drugs (Plugg)
Uh, yeah
Bitch

Doctor said he got hit with fire, he got eternal bleeding
Pull up on they block, ruin a opper meeting
Accidentally shot back, we shoot Glock, no reason

My songs make racks, years after my release
Prescription drugs take you off your feet
Rushing me to drop, I got hella unreleased
Different flows on different beats
Slide in a black truck with two freaks
Come through with missiles and shit, got a mask on my face like the boogeyman
Treat that boy just like he none, he a punching bag
I keep the Glock by my waist, by my underwear
First time that boy shoot his Drac', he get jumpscared
We havin' too much artillery, it's not fair
Nigga pull up to your place, you act like you ain't there
I'on got nun' else in my safe, got them racks in my safe, never know, might have a rainy day
I'm having fire, put the scope on AK
Nigga talk down, put some holes in his face
You ain't got no vibes, I can't come to your place
You ain't got no hoes, I can't come to your place

Travel with the guns in duffle bag, stuff it inside the back
I got black on, soon I pop outside, I can't show that splat
I got blammer on my fucking side, you get blammed with that
Nigga think it's a joke 'till they get fried, now you ain't coming back

Doctor said he got hit with fire, he got eternal bleeding
Pull up on they block, ruin a opper meeting
Accidentally shot back, we shoot Glock, no reason

Guns, drugs
Bitch