#BrooklynBloodPop! lyrics

POP!

POP!

POP!

POP!

POP!

BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD!

POP!

POP!

POP!

POP!

POP!

BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD!

Cover fire

I need a rumor

You’re a school shooter!

A problematic desire

I’m just a gun w/ the hire

Pop your skull & your tires

I want your feeling & everything in your fiber

Uh!uhuh!uh!

Munchin’

Popping on bubblegum

(Yah) I feel you on my tongue

Lick across the clip of my gun

Am I am I

In love

Or Am I off the drugs

Your girl say I f*ck like a thug

She wants kisses over blunts

Let the chains hit her face

Gunshots feel like a blade

Swerve the car make me race

Suicides in my state

Snipers chill with berets

Push you off the edge

Throwing knifе like pick your fight

Pussy boy I wanna see my bride

I feel like еxhibit cause I pimp my ride

Ya bitch

There’s ones pick up your sight!

Thoughts contrived yah yah yeh

I can never do right in your mind

It’s just so hard to stay attached to this world!

Live off you like matter

MP5 like scatter

Blood just Leaves me staggered

Got 12 on me

Won’t let me be

Got gunmy worms stuck in my teeth

I see her face I’m like “omg”

Grapple tape on my SMG

Talk talk but you won’t beat me

Cover fire

I need a rumor

I’m just cooler