BIGBABYGUCCI - Blood on the Asphalt lyrics
[BIGBABYGUCCI - Blood on the Asphalt lyrics]
Ayy
Baby come around when the sun down
Yeah, when she go, when she run now
When she pull up, get tongued down
Last nigga broke, no funds, how?
Blew a couple thousand and that
Lil' bitch like "Wow"
Now you ain't imagine this
She an angel of Angeles
And I know that he mad as shit
And give that to me
I don't even think you mean what you speak
All blue strips, pockets full of deceased
All my Blood homies throwin' up big B's
In the six goin' crazy in the six-speed
I worked my ass off
You got complacent, I passed y'all
I came from blood on the asphalt
You better not go get your chance up
It was only axe that they handed us
I was just a lil' boy, had to man it up
I might go blow me a planet up
Money done grew, like I planted bucks
I wanted smoke
But them niggas be scared of us
World in the palm of my hand
I'ma do all that I can
If I fail, then fuck it, go again
Baby come around when the sun down
Yeah, when she go, when she run now
When she pull up, get tongued down
Last nigga broke, no funds, how?
Blew a couple thousand and that
Lil' bitch like "Wow"
Now you ain't imagine this
She an angel of Angeles
And I know that he mad as shit
And give that to me
I don't even think you mean what you speak
All blue strips, pockets full of deceased
All my Blood homies throwin' up big B's
In the six goin' crazy in the six-speed
I worked my ass off
You got complacent, I passed y'all
I came from blood on the asphalt
You better not go get your chance up
Baby come around when the sun down
Yeah, when she go, when she run now
When she pull up, get tongued down
Last nigga broke, no funds, how?
Blew a couple thousand and that
Lil' bitch like "Wow"
Now you ain't imagine this
She an angel of Angeles
And I know that he mad as shit
And give that to me
I don't even think you mean what you speak
All blue strips, pockets full of deceased
All my Blood homies throwin' up big B's
In the six goin' crazy in the six-speed
I worked my ass off
You got complacent, I passed y'all
I came from blood on the asphalt
You better not go get your chance up
And give that to me
I don't even think you mean what you speak
All blue strips, pockets full of deceased
All my Blood homies throwin' up big B's
In the six goin' crazy in the six-speed
I worked my ass off
You got complacent, I passed y'all
I came from blood on the asphalt
You better not go get your chance up
Baby come around when the sun down
Yeah, when she go, when she run now
When she pull up, get tongued down
Last nigga broke, no funds, how?
Blew a couple thousand and that
Lil' bitch like "Wow"
Now you ain't imagine this
She an angel of Angeles
And I know that he mad as shit
And give that to me
I don't even think you mean what you speak
All blue strips, pockets full of deceased
All my Blood homies throwin' up big B's
In the six goin' crazy in the six-speed
I worked my ass off
You got complacent, I passed y'all
I came from blood on the asphalt
You better not go get your chance up
It was only axe that they handed us
I was just a lil' boy, had to man it up
I might go blow me a planet up
Money done grew, like I planted bucks
I wanted smoke
But them niggas be scared of us
World in the palm of my hand
I'ma do all that I can
If I fail, then fuck it, go again
Baby come around when the sun down
Yeah, when she go, when she run now
When she pull up, get tongued down
Last nigga broke, no funds, how?
Blew a couple thousand and that
Lil' bitch like "Wow"
Now you ain't imagine this
She an angel of Angeles
And I know that he mad as shit
And give that to me
I don't even think you mean what you speak
All blue strips, pockets full of deceased
All my Blood homies throwin' up big B's
In the six goin' crazy in the six-speed
I worked my ass off
You got complacent, I passed y'all
I came from blood on the asphalt
You better not go get your chance up
Baby come around when the sun down
Yeah, when she go, when she run now
When she pull up, get tongued down
Last nigga broke, no funds, how?
Blew a couple thousand and that
Lil' bitch like "Wow"
Now you ain't imagine this
She an angel of Angeles
And I know that he mad as shit
And give that to me
I don't even think you mean what you speak
All blue strips, pockets full of deceased
All my Blood homies throwin' up big B's
In the six goin' crazy in the six-speed
I worked my ass off
You got complacent, I passed y'all
I came from blood on the asphalt
You better not go get your chance up
And give that to me
I don't even think you mean what you speak
All blue strips, pockets full of deceased
All my Blood homies throwin' up big B's
In the six goin' crazy in the six-speed
I worked my ass off
You got complacent, I passed y'all
I came from blood on the asphalt
You better not go get your chance up