I LIKE BLOOD - Night Lovell, wifisfuneral

Where are you,?

Yeah, mhh

Ayy

I like bands, I like cars, I like broad shit

Got my mans all around me on my boss shit

I got pain in my body, I like star shit

You can’t find me, I’m inside, I’m on Mars shit

I like- I like bitches on my dick

I like niggas that don’t wanna take no pic

Shawty treat me like a baby, like I’m six

Goofy niggas really think I’m from the six

I like red like it’s blood, I don’t move in the sun

All these niggas think they tough, you a fan, I ain’t dumb

I’m that nigga, can’t you see?

I got Gucci on my feet

Fuck your bitch inside your sheet, I got diamonds on my teeth

All these meds ain’t doing shit, I just wish you were my shit

Find your grave and then I shit, nigga, I don’t give a shit

All these niggas are my kids, I make magic, I’m a wiz

You be talking like a bitch, put your body in the fish, ya

Young boy gon' get to 'em (Oh, he did that)

Young boy gon' get to 'em (Oh, he did that)

Young boy gon' get to 'em (Oh, he did that)

Young boy gon' get to 'em (Oh, he did that)

Young boy gon' get to 'em (Oh, he did that)

Young boy gon'- ayy

I like percs, I like xans

I throw bands up on that ass

Oh, that’s your bitch?

Shit, my bad

Thumbing through the guap, we move too fast

And she gon' suck like a leech, creeping right through the sheets

And these diamonds in my gums when I smile like «bling»

Been up, finessing, no stressing

Moving that work outta Texas

Using that Uzi, that’s my lethal weapon

Tell the world get out my mentions

I got that check, ain’t no need for no pension

She suck that dick but she grip it real reckless

Came out the mud and I’m dirty, no question

Tell me lil 'nigga like what you 'bout?

She came through and she fucking for the clout

When we fuck, man, pull that G-string down south

Get smoked like Juul, boy, you know what we 'bout

Pull up them 30s, we pop at his tooth

South Florida boy so you know that I’m a gook

Florida water, baby, yeah, you know I’m a goon

Remix a brick and a bail that’s two

Main bitch blowing on my dick like a flute

Instrument, getting hit, Glock, that’s my tool

Patch on my head, that boy ride out the roof

Patch on my head, hit that boy through the-