Blood On My Jeans

D**n I tried to stop oh

Baby

808 Mafia

Baby baby baby baby babe

You literally are my everything

Baby Gezin

Hah

Baby

Baby I've been on the run

Yeah

But I would never run from your love

Uh-uh

If you feel on my d**k there's a gun

Uh-huh

Not right there just a little above

I value my relationship it's forever

But I've been cheatin' on the d**gs

Yeah

Broke up with codeine need a new plug

Yeah

Hit up Hot raw pints I need two of 'em

Yeah

Huh lean huh

Put Biscotti in my lungs I'm smokin' green

Chopper on me I don't talk I just up the beam

Huh let my gun bust a nut then leave

Yeah

I ain't leave a clue on the scene

Uh-uh

Close range so I got blood on my jeans

Uh

Saints Row cup ain't no red in my lean

Uh-uh

Bankrolled up I been swimmin' in green

Uh-huh

Still a blue face king

Benjamin Franklin come dirty and clean

Let's go

I know my haters hate to see me succeed

If they get the chance they'll end up murderin' me

That s**t got me laughin' haha

Kel-Tec get to rappin' grrah grrah

F**k n***a I'm your father

Don't matter if you older

They say age is just a number

If that's the case I'm way over

Than who these n***as

Uh-huh

And these b***hes that think that they get it

Uh-huh

For a backstage pass she'll suck the d**k

Uh-huh

B***h I got a b***h better get you a ticket

Uh-huh

Walk through the night with my gun like a creep

On my shirt Maison Martin my shoes double-C

I don't know what it's gonna take you to believe

I ain't goin' nowhere I ain't gon' leave you

Ayy ayy ayy

I ain't goin' nowhere I ain't gon' leave you

You stuck with me apologies for my f**kery

Baby I've been on the run

But I would never run from your love

If you feel on my d**k there's a gun

Not right there just a little above

I value my relationship it's forever

But I've been cheatin' on the d**gs

Yeah

Broke up with codeine need a new plug

Yeah

Hit up Hot raw pints I need two of 'em

Yeah

Huh lean huh

Put Biscotti in my lungs I'm smokin' green

Chopper on me I don't talk I just up the beam

Huh let my gun bust a nut then leave

Yeah

I ain't leave a clue on the scene

Close range so I got blood on my jeans