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bloody knuckles - otm lyrics

[intro: blue pesos]
sh*t
n*ggas know what’s goin’ on
(oh sh*t, roger made this one?)

[verse 1: blue pesos]
[?] too short to be walkin’ ’round broke
a five*seven on me, never play me for a joke
i tried to keep it cordial but they got me in that mode
he don’t get sh*t off them streams, real talk, n*ggas suck (ayo, rami, turn this sh*t up)
quit complainin’, always b*tchin’ ’bout my flow
i could get these n*ggas mad, all it take is one post
seriously, can’t a p*ssy n*gga put no fear in me
i’ll slit my wrist ‘fore i give an opp sympathy
a flu flammin’ rapper just to sum it up simply
stop the cap, i swear to god, you n*ggas k!llin’ me
i guess it’s all she wrote, i got very great penmanship
n*ggas tryna bе on street sh*t, remain a citizen
in the stash whеre i keep the long ruler clip
check the stat sheet, i was ballin’ out my freshman year
they couldn’t make what i made if they had seven years
i be outside, they never slide, i know they wouldn’t dare
we’ll shoot the house up, “p, his kids in there”
for a four of wockhardt, i’ll chin check a grizzly bear
i just let some shots off, now i’m feelin’ better
broke with a fatty, no sir, that’s a dealbreaker, ugh
[chorus: blue pesos & duffy]
pity nerds, i just flatlined a steve urkel
i need uchies, b*tch, i’m jumpin’ off the turnbuckle
royal rumble, i left ling ling with bl**dy knuckles
i got it off the mussle, ain’t no n*gga finna tell me nothin’ (sh*t)
a pity nerds, i just flatlined a steve urkel (sh*t, n*gga)
i need uchies, b*tch, i’m jumpin’ off the turnbuckle (sh*t, b*tch)
royal rumble, i left ling ling with bl**dy knuckles (sh*t, let me get in my bag)
i got it off the mussle, ain’t no n*gga finna tell me nothin’

[verse 2: duffy]
off the mussle, what a n*gga gon’ tell me?
bouncin’ out, we just turned the block to a track meet
make your b*tch do a dance in my backseat
whack a n*gga broad day, i’m still havin’ bad dreams
that’s funny, n*ggas think we settlin’ for fifty
these n*ggas almost fifty and ain’t even touchin’ fifty
the grim adventures, b*tch, i’m walkin’ in with billy
in the field with the members and the k!llers, sh*t get sticky
i got it with me, know you n*ggas better not risk it
taliban hoodie, wock spillin’ on my d*ckies
i’m gettin’ to it, why these n*ggas pocket watchin’?
obviously, n*ggas mad at us ’cause we the topic
what is there that he could tell me? n*gga, nothin’
she gon’ throw the fatty on me, let me see, i gotta touch it
put my young in the game, go get a bucket
these n*ggas hatin’, sh*t, we got it off the mussle
[chorus: blue pesos]
pity nerds, i just flatlined a steve urkel
i need uchies, b*tch, i’m jumpin’ off the turnbuckle
royal rumble, i left ling ling with bl**dy knuckles
i got it off the mussle, ain’t no n*gga finna tell me nothin’ (sh*t)
a pity nerds, i just flatlined a steve urkel
i need uchies, b*tch, i’m jumpin’ off the turnbuckle (sh*t)
royal rumble, i left ling ling with bl**dy knuckles (sh*t)
i got it off the mussle, ain’t no n*gga finna tell me nothin’

- otm lyrics

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