"Bloody Mfa" lyrics
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These niggas tryna test my gangsta
Why you think they hate lil' Screwly so much?
'Cause I was the one who spanked him (they know that)
Shot his cuz, shot his man
Shot his friends, even shot his brother
Sorry God, I'm going to hell
I know I'm a bloody motherfucker
Nigga come get your bitch, she on my dick
And I don't even wanna fuck her
Half of the gang done ran through the bitch
The fuck I look like, wanna touch her?
I don't want no ratchet bitch, want a classy woman
Who act like my mother
Fucking all the guys but want me to cuff
The fuck I look like, a sucker?
Bang the T's for Tink, you disrespect
We hit your street, just full of bullets
Got tossed a beat, nigga fuck the opps
We make 'em bleed, we hit the five
Then hit fifteenth, we hit the one
Then hit thirteenth, they ain't outside
We spin nineteenth and it's a few
I want out east, bitch
We don't never stop for the cops, it's a high-speed chase
I'm the type to tell bro "keep going"
I got a switch on the back of my Glock
When I squeeze one time, this bitch keep blowing
We the type niggas chase opp niggas down
Till they fall on the ground, fuck he thought he was going?
Come in the hood tryna slide, your ass gon' die
Better know what the fuck you doing
Hit a nigga on the last drill, but his ass ain't die
But it show my aim improving
Don't need no shooter to shoot for me
'Cause I'm the young nigga who do all the shooting
I see a opp on camera, I can't even spare him
Aks Lord, he know I lose it
Niggas see my opp and ain't get off
I'm taking his gun 'cause he shoulda used it
Niggas be talking 'bout bodies, ain't got no bodies
Come catch you a head and prove it
Tired of the Glocks and tired of the Drac's
And ARPs, finna buy me a Uzi
Bringing a extra clip when I go slack
'Cause I love shooting and moving
New niggas come around me tryna shop
Keep your hands out your pocket and stop all that moving (you can just stay still nigga)
Huh
Nigga better stop all that moving
Niggas try to rob me, you see this chop on me
I'll up this bitch and shoot it
If I can't reach my gun and Ace right there
I know lil' Buzz gon' do it
Real street niggas, long as the opps alive
Till they die, we all into it, bitch
Uh
Till they die, we all into it
I'm the type nigga to jump out the car for a stop
And start shooting while that bitch still moving
Niggas be lying in raps, ain't got shit clapped
Opps dying on the floor, they losing
Catch a opp riding in a Scat, we creating a pack
Do his ass real bad like Foolio
I got a badass bitch wanna fuck right now
And the bitch look just like Arushi
Told that bitch I want blood, brains, and bodies
Bitch, I don't want your coochie
The fuck I look like, buying a meal?
Get kicked to the curb if she aks for sushi
Catch me a nigga tryna shop downtown
He getting gunned down, smoke his ass by Gucci
Fuck the industry, I'm in the streets
For real, like Shiesty and Fuji
I was going on them hits, bailing out [?]
Whole lotta blocks I been, and shots I sent
Shot niggas who said they'll shoot me
I had to stop showing love and busting my guns
For niggas, watch niggas abuse it
Little ass boy finna die, better have that fire
He ain't finna keep making no music
We did a bunch of shit, got a bunch of blicks
Tell niggas stop speaking on Screwly
Niggas ain't slid on us, we fuck shit up
Them niggas be talking 'bout goofies
Broke-ass niggas ain't got no money for weed
On live begging bro for a Uzi (broke-ass nigga)
These niggas tryna test my gangsta
Why you think they hate lil' Screwly so much?
'Cause I was the one who spanked him (they know that)
Shot his cuz, shot his man
Shot his friends, even shot his brother
Sorry God, I'm going to hell
I know I'm a bloody motherfucker
Nigga come get your bitch, she on my dick
And I don't even wanna fuck her
Half of the gang done ran through the bitch
The fuck I look like, wanna touch her?
I don't want no ratchet bitch, want a classy woman
Who act like my mother
Fucking all the guys but want me to cuff
The fuck I look like, a sucker?
Bang the T's for Tink, you disrespect
We hit your street, just full of bullets
Got tossed a beat, nigga fuck the opps
We make 'em bleed, we hit the five
Then hit fifteenth, we hit the one
Then hit thirteenth, they ain't outside
We spin nineteenth and it's a few
I want out east, bitch
We don't never stop for the cops, it's a high-speed chase
I'm the type to tell bro "keep going"
I got a switch on the back of my Glock
When I squeeze one time, this bitch keep blowing
We the type niggas chase opp niggas down
Till they fall on the ground, fuck he thought he was going?
Come in the hood tryna slide, your ass gon' die
Better know what the fuck you doing
Hit a nigga on the last drill, but his ass ain't die
But it show my aim improving
Don't need no shooter to shoot for me
'Cause I'm the young nigga who do all the shooting
I see a opp on camera, I can't even spare him
Aks Lord, he know I lose it
Niggas see my opp and ain't get off
I'm taking his gun 'cause he shoulda used it
Niggas be talking 'bout bodies, ain't got no bodies
Come catch you a head and prove it
Tired of the Glocks and tired of the Drac's
And ARPs, finna buy me a Uzi
Bringing a extra clip when I go slack
'Cause I love shooting and moving
New niggas come around me tryna shop
Keep your hands out your pocket and stop all that moving (you can just stay still nigga)
Huh
Nigga better stop all that moving
Niggas try to rob me, you see this chop on me
I'll up this bitch and shoot it
If I can't reach my gun and Ace right there
I know lil' Buzz gon' do it
Real street niggas, long as the opps alive
Till they die, we all into it, bitch
Uh
Till they die, we all into it
I'm the type nigga to jump out the car for a stop
And start shooting while that bitch still moving
Niggas be lying in raps, ain't got shit clapped
Opps dying on the floor, they losing
Catch a opp riding in a Scat, we creating a pack
Do his ass real bad like Foolio
I got a badass bitch wanna fuck right now
And the bitch look just like Arushi
Told that bitch I want blood, brains, and bodies
Bitch, I don't want your coochie
The fuck I look like, buying a meal?
Get kicked to the curb if she aks for sushi
Catch me a nigga tryna shop downtown
He getting gunned down, smoke his ass by Gucci
Fuck the industry, I'm in the streets
For real, like Shiesty and Fuji
I was going on them hits, bailing out [?]
Whole lotta blocks I been, and shots I sent
Shot niggas who said they'll shoot me
I had to stop showing love and busting my guns
For niggas, watch niggas abuse it
Little ass boy finna die, better have that fire
He ain't finna keep making no music
We did a bunch of shit, got a bunch of blicks
Tell niggas stop speaking on Screwly
Niggas ain't slid on us, we fuck shit up
Them niggas be talking 'bout goofies
Broke-ass niggas ain't got no money for weed
On live begging bro for a Uzi (broke-ass nigga)
