Blood On My Jeans
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โฑ๏ธ 2:35 duration
๐ ID: 947523
๐ Lyrics
Damn, 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 dick, 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 drugs (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 shit got me laughin', haha
Kel-Tec get to rappin', grrah, grrah
Fuck nigga, 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 niggas (uh-huh)
And these bitches that think that they get it (uh-huh)
For a backstage pass, she'll suck the dick (uh-huh)
Bitch, I got a bitch, 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 fuckery
Baby, I've been on the run
But I would never run from your love
If you feel on my dick, 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 drugs (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
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 dick, 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 drugs (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 shit got me laughin', haha
Kel-Tec get to rappin', grrah, grrah
Fuck nigga, 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 niggas (uh-huh)
And these bitches that think that they get it (uh-huh)
For a backstage pass, she'll suck the dick (uh-huh)
Bitch, I got a bitch, 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 fuckery
Baby, I've been on the run
But I would never run from your love
If you feel on my dick, 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 drugs (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
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:03.86] Damn, I tried to stop, oh
[00:07.20] Baby (808 Mafia), baby (baby), baby (baby), babe
[00:13.09] You literally are my everything (baby, Gezin)
[00:14.15] Hah (baby)
[00:15.58] Baby, I've been on the run (yeah)
[00:18.39] But I would never run from your love (uh-uh)
[00:20.65] If you feel on my dick, there's a gun (uh-huh)
[00:22.54] Not right there, just a little above
[00:24.54] I value my relationship, it's forever
[00:26.54] But I've been cheatin' on the drugs (yeah)
[00:28.54] Broke up with codeine, need a new plug (yeah)
[00:30.58] Hit up Hot, raw pints, I need two of 'em (yeah)
[00:32.54] Huh, lean, huh
[00:34.61] Put Biscotti in my lungs, I'm smokin' green
[00:38.98] Chopper on me, I don't talk, I just up the beam
[00:42.72] Huh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave (yeah)
[00:45.42] I ain't leave a clue on the scene (uh-uh)
[00:47.14] Close range, so I got blood on my jeans (uh)
[00:48.96] Saints Row cup, ain't no red in my lean (uh-uh)
[00:51.07] Bankrolled up, I been swimmin' in green (uh-huh)
[00:53.69] Still a blue face king
[00:54.88] Benjamin Franklin come dirty and clean (let's go)
[00:57.32] I know my haters hate to see me succeed
[00:59.22] If they get the chance, they'll end up murderin' me
[01:01.28] That shit got me laughin', haha
[01:03.28] Kel-Tec get to rappin', grrah, grrah
[01:05.30] Fuck nigga, I'm your father
[01:07.40] Don't matter if you older
[01:09.26] They say age is just a number
[01:11.43] If that's the case, I'm way over
[01:13.46] Than who? These niggas (uh-huh)
[01:14.72] And these bitches that think that they get it (uh-huh)
[01:17.05] For a backstage pass, she'll suck the dick (uh-huh)
[01:19.05] Bitch, I got a bitch, better get you a ticket (uh-huh)
[01:21.08] Walk through the night with my gun like a creep
[01:23.37] On my shirt Maison Martin, my shoes double-C
[01:25.16] I don't know what it's gonna take you to believe
[01:27.07] I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you (ayy, ayy, ayy)
[01:32.06] I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you
[01:34.82] You stuck with me, apologies for my fuckery
[01:37.81] Baby, I've been on the run
[01:40.45] But I would never run from your love
[01:42.14] If you feel on my dick, there's a gun
[01:44.48] Not right there, just a little above
[01:46.15] I value my relationship, it's forever
[01:48.59] But I've been cheatin' on the drugs (yeah)
[01:50.22] Broke up with codeine, need a new plug (yeah)
[01:52.48] Hit up Hot, raw pints, I need two of 'em (yeah)
[01:54.43] Huh, lean, huh
[01:56.78] Put Biscotti in my lungs, I'm smokin' green
[02:00.55] Chopper on me, I don't talk, I just up the beam
[02:04.63] Huh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave (yeah)
[02:06.87] I ain't leave a clue on the scene
[02:08.87] Close range, so I got blood on my jeans
[02:10.44]
[00:07.20] Baby (808 Mafia), baby (baby), baby (baby), babe
[00:13.09] You literally are my everything (baby, Gezin)
[00:14.15] Hah (baby)
[00:15.58] Baby, I've been on the run (yeah)
[00:18.39] But I would never run from your love (uh-uh)
[00:20.65] If you feel on my dick, there's a gun (uh-huh)
[00:22.54] Not right there, just a little above
[00:24.54] I value my relationship, it's forever
[00:26.54] But I've been cheatin' on the drugs (yeah)
[00:28.54] Broke up with codeine, need a new plug (yeah)
[00:30.58] Hit up Hot, raw pints, I need two of 'em (yeah)
[00:32.54] Huh, lean, huh
[00:34.61] Put Biscotti in my lungs, I'm smokin' green
[00:38.98] Chopper on me, I don't talk, I just up the beam
[00:42.72] Huh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave (yeah)
[00:45.42] I ain't leave a clue on the scene (uh-uh)
[00:47.14] Close range, so I got blood on my jeans (uh)
[00:48.96] Saints Row cup, ain't no red in my lean (uh-uh)
[00:51.07] Bankrolled up, I been swimmin' in green (uh-huh)
[00:53.69] Still a blue face king
[00:54.88] Benjamin Franklin come dirty and clean (let's go)
[00:57.32] I know my haters hate to see me succeed
[00:59.22] If they get the chance, they'll end up murderin' me
[01:01.28] That shit got me laughin', haha
[01:03.28] Kel-Tec get to rappin', grrah, grrah
[01:05.30] Fuck nigga, I'm your father
[01:07.40] Don't matter if you older
[01:09.26] They say age is just a number
[01:11.43] If that's the case, I'm way over
[01:13.46] Than who? These niggas (uh-huh)
[01:14.72] And these bitches that think that they get it (uh-huh)
[01:17.05] For a backstage pass, she'll suck the dick (uh-huh)
[01:19.05] Bitch, I got a bitch, better get you a ticket (uh-huh)
[01:21.08] Walk through the night with my gun like a creep
[01:23.37] On my shirt Maison Martin, my shoes double-C
[01:25.16] I don't know what it's gonna take you to believe
[01:27.07] I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you (ayy, ayy, ayy)
[01:32.06] I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you
[01:34.82] You stuck with me, apologies for my fuckery
[01:37.81] Baby, I've been on the run
[01:40.45] But I would never run from your love
[01:42.14] If you feel on my dick, there's a gun
[01:44.48] Not right there, just a little above
[01:46.15] I value my relationship, it's forever
[01:48.59] But I've been cheatin' on the drugs (yeah)
[01:50.22] Broke up with codeine, need a new plug (yeah)
[01:52.48] Hit up Hot, raw pints, I need two of 'em (yeah)
[01:54.43] Huh, lean, huh
[01:56.78] Put Biscotti in my lungs, I'm smokin' green
[02:00.55] Chopper on me, I don't talk, I just up the beam
[02:04.63] Huh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave (yeah)
[02:06.87] I ain't leave a clue on the scene
[02:08.87] Close range, so I got blood on my jeans
[02:10.44]