"Bloodhound" lyrics

Yeah (Ayy), yeah (Ayy), yeah (Ayy)
(Four3va)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Woah)
(Ce-Cegball trippin' on this one)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Brr), yeah

Balenci' ski with the hood, I know my shooter lookin' good
Twin-turbo, crank it up, trippin', bitch, I'm in yo' hood
19X sit on my side, bad bitch on the front as well
Only call her when I'm high, Prada5 gon' drop some wood
Oh, goddamn, I lost my mind, LA drip when I touch down
I just smacked her in a vert, might just bump an Uzi album
Block, like, worried 'bout a stain, I'm worried 'bout some money now
Off-White drip, I go insane, I might not even leave the house
Foreign turbo, I crank up, I do two hundred in and out
She got a cut sittin' down her thong, know she a slut, don't even want mouth
Grab micro-Dracs, shoot shit for fun, play in the woods like bloodhounds
And Gen5 be my favorite gun, but I keep a four-nick' in the couch

I need a yerky when I land
12 pulled me over with guns in the whip, you know I ran
About my gang, get filled with Xan'
Yeah, don't be in my business actin' like you know, don't know the half
BBL, sit on her ass, before she pull up, take a bath
I got red shit in my cup, bitch, I'm a blazer, check my stats
I might pull up semi'd up, bitch, I got fully in the back
Oh, she fuckin' with the 5? She wanna live her life with racks
Oh, she fuck with Prada5? Once you go 5, you can't go back
Buck down on her with Drakeisha, double back, we switchin' TEC
Left the box right by the meter, got no time to sit and chat
5love known to pimp the hoes out, ain't no cheetah, I'm just fast

Balenci' ski with the hood, I know my shooter lookin' good
Twin-turbo, crank it up, trippin', bitch, I'm in yo' hood
19X sit on my side, bad bitch on the front as well
Only call her when I'm high, Prada5 gon' drop some wood
Oh, goddamn, I lost my mind, LA drip when I touch down
I just smacked her in a vert, might just bump an Uzi album
Block, like, worried 'bout a stain, I'm worried 'bout some money now
Off-White drip, I go insane, I might not even leave the house
Foreign turbo, I crank up, I do two hundred in and out
She got a cut sittin' down her thong, know she a slut, don't even want mouth
Grab micro-Dracs, shoot shit for fun, play in the woods like bloodhounds
And Gen5 be my favorite gun, but I keep a four-nick' in the couch