Love-sadKID, Atwood, Cloud Mac - BLOODYKNUCKLES! lyrics

[Love-sadKID, Atwood, Cloud Mac - BLOODYKNUCKLES! lyrics]

Y'all looking dumb as shit
Spit fire from the belly
Know I'm running this
Shit-show looking messy everybody dip

Dim-looking stupid little cuck boy
Yeah, cluck chicken ain't nobody
Give a fuck boy the label guy the only bitch
To never call me back this ain't a diss
Let me practice all my corny raps
My whip is glossy black
Munching on a Scooby Snack
Frenching on a hoe -
Keep my money in the doggy bag

Got some bloody knuckles
Got some bloody knuckles
Y'all talking shit you can
Get the bloody knuckles
Donald Trump's a bitch
He can get the bloody knuckles
All you haters mad
You can get the bloody knuckles
If I ever see you back you
Can get the bloody knuckles
And I really hate your dad
He can get the bloody knuckles
Everybody want me bad they can
Get the bloody knuckles

Knuckles scalped same color as a testa rossa
Y'all think y'all get me don't'cha
Wrist game poker face how I raise hands
Wait, river beds when i hit
You with a straight (yeah)
Lil bitch
I'm in the buildin lookin ill as shit
Like can you feel the kid

I got cosigners like my coughing
Always fuckingcoughing
Ciggies getting me nauseous
Hack, I always check if they
Look twice or double
Don't mean to pop your bubbles but
Y'all wouldn't like the trouble
Boy i see you steamed up, want this heat
Something like Tyson's nickname
With the steamer

Upgrade, uppercut with an iron fist
I insist y'all ain't really seen
No one nice as this
I fucking wing it, still look fly as shit
And give a fuck about if you liking it

Got some bloody knuckles
Got some bloody knuckles
Y'all talking shit you can
Get the bloody knuckles
Donald Trump's a bitch
He can get the bloody knuckles
All you haters mad
You can get the bloody knuckles
If I ever see you back you
Can get the bloody knuckles
And I really hate your dad
He can get the bloody knuckles
Everybody want me bad they can
Get the bloody knuckles

Want war with the Star Child
Come fuck with Boba Fett
Niggas thinking that I'm soft because
I'm anxious and depressed
Well here's a lesson homie
I don't give a fuck about your set
So come correct cause disrespect 'll get
You hung up by the neck

I want to see you, swing
I'll strike you out before you hit one
Got family round the way to make
You regret that you missed us
And violence ain't the answer but I
Know that it gets shit done
So if you bout it then you're dead
If you're a bitch then you should run
It's getting repetitive putting the
Heads to the sediment
Never been better at levelling dead
Men til they 6 feet
And god I pray that they kids see
I don't start shit but I finish and
I won't stop til that bitch bleed
And if you doubt that I'm about that put
Your life on the line and hit me

This new wave like a new clique but
They came out of old dick
Too bad for the OG's to even
Know what to do with
You squad up but your crew's shit
To disrespect me is foolish
You wanna buck you better shoot quick cause
Tool with me and I don't miss

Got some bloody knuckles
Got some bloody knuckles
Y'all talking shit you can
Get the bloody knuckles
Donald Trump's a bitch
He can get the bloody knuckles
All you haters mad
You can get the bloody knuckles
If I ever see you back you
Can get the bloody knuckles
And I really hate your dad
He can get the bloody knuckles
Everybody want me bad they can
Get the bloody knuckles

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