P Yungin - Blood lyrics

[P Yungin - Blood lyrics]

(Turn me up, Dissan)
(Ayy, Blokk, crank it up)
Say it with your name name name (Uh)
Say it with your name name name (Uh)
Say it with your name name name (Ayy)
(Kayo, this one crazy, fool) uh uh uh

Long as I ever knew that shit was never right
Back sitting on this set
Them other nigga tryna get that price
That time when they tried to spin
I had my Blick
I was tryna come down on sight
Sippin' on that lean got me feelin' right
Don't need no bad bitch, I got perfect sight

Puffin' ashes on my opps graves since
They won't send the Blicks (Ah ah)
Never liked school, fell over money
Been thuggin' before this shit (Ah, ah ah)
Now since I blowed
A lot of people changed on me (Ah ah)
Yeah, with that same nigga
Just ridin' 'round with a hunnid (Uh, uh)

Still gon' post with the pack when I want to
(Ah) fuck what you gon' do
Niggas steady stay saying what they gon' do
(Ah) silly boy with a hat full of tricks
(Ah) 'cause you know when I
Spin my hem, boy, your soul won't live (Ah)
Fuck that lil' bitch
I don't want her no more (Ah)
'Member days up in that pack (Ah)
And we goin' through them demos (Ah ah)
Where I'm from if you a rat
Then we gon' cut you (Ah)
Nigga, fuck you mean? (Ah) Bitch
We strapped down with all kinds of shit
(Ah ah) aRs, choppas
(Ah) , Glocks, yeah, all kinds of sticks (Ah)
You can't survive the beef with me
(Ah) , my niggas, yeah, we slimin' shit (Ah)
Free the ones from out the K
You know they bangin', yeah
Behind this shit (Ah)
Thuggin' since I was eleven
I got my web perc all protected (Ah)
When he got caught, he went to tell it (Ah)
Met her with my dream, this shit a blessing
(Ah ah)
Catch a nigga down bad, leave him restless
(Ah ah)
Light up a cigarette, then go back stressin'
(Ah ah) these hoes, they be trippin
Don't know what to tell it (Ah)
Better keep you a GAT 'cause
Them haters gon' catch it (Ah ah)
Oh, she think that she bad, but no
She ain't (Ah)
When I jump inside it, bitch
You better make me sink (Ah)
Oh, spin up on they block
Now they can't think (Ah ah)
COS, that be my gang, kill a opp
Then shoot out of range (Ah ah)
And that's on Trilley, bitch

Long as I ever knew that shit was never right
(Uh, uh) back sitting on this set
(Uh, uh) , them other nigga
Tryna get that price (Uh, uh)
That time when they tried to spin
I had my Blick
I was tryna come down on sight (Uh, uh)
Sippin' on that lean got me feelin' right
(Uh, uh)
Don't need no bad bitch, I got perfect sight
(Uh, uh)

Puffin' ashes on my opps graves since
They won't send the Blicks (Ah ah)
Never liked school, fell over money
Been thuggin' before this shit (Ah, ah ah)
Now since I blowed
A lot of people changed on me (Ah ah)
Yeah, with that same nigga
Just ridin' 'round with a hunnid (Uh, uh)

Puffin' ashes on my opps graves since
They won't send the Blicks (Uh, uh)
Never liked school, fell over money
Been thuggin' before this shit (Uh, uh)
Now since I blowed
A lot of people changed on me (Uh, uh)
Yeah, with that same nigga
Just ridin' 'round with a hunnid (Uh, uh)

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