Bleedem Joog lyrics

I got a bag I could change a b*tch life hold on
Mean n*gga she dont like you cuz you nice ay
b*tch n*gga she don’t like you cuz you dyke
Ay playin with yo life you gone gamble like its dice hold on
Ay I like a b*tch out her panties f*ck a song pus*y good ay she gone get a grammy
f*ck a plug lil n*gga get the lean from yo grammy
Ay n*ggas got pussies I ain't beefing with a tranny
Ay big Glock handgun come in handy
Goin over head ay I hope you understand me
Get a n*gga slumped, get em popped like a xanny
pus*y so good when im done she need a nanny hold on
Clean check b*tch Givenchy when im walking
Four leaf clover b*tch im lucky like im bustin
n*ggas get the beef out this petty like its Hawkins
Ion want the pus*y lil b*tch I get it often
Hold on

Hey bumped up imma fool with the drip
800 on the kicks an a move for that sh*t
Ay shinin like the sun get the moon for a b*tch
Ay hot like the summer Im like June on the b*tch
Hey I never played, you a b*tch that I f*cked
Why you thinkin that you bae
Hey California son b*tches love throwing shade
What the f*ck I Give a f*ck give me f for the grade
Sheesh n*ggas lying thru they teeth you ain't repping what you live b*tch you lying thru a beat
Ay take it to a cleaners got get em ironed get em creased
Ay duck duck goose b*tch we knockin off his beak
Sheesh hey im back on it pull out your phone b*tch im finna snap on it
Im with the norf b*tch of course b*tch im from the brack on it
Hey quarterback sneak b*tch im from the sack on it
Hold on