BLOODSTAINEDFIT!

Bitch what's poppin'!
I got it in my pocket
Finna take me to the moon
I'm blasting off like I'm team rocket
My trigger finger heavy more rings than a fuckin' hobbit
I bet ya girl a demon
Call her Osborn way she goblin on my noggin
Pick ya head up
Bitch I'm only getting better
Got niggas on [C7]my [A]dick
When they need to [C7]get they bread up
Keep talking all [Em]that bullshit bet my [A]barrel getting wetter
Spent 2000 on [C7]my [A]feet I wanna see a mf tɾy to [C7]step up
In my [A]blood stained fit
Bet I f*ck the stage bitch
On my [A]ɾockstar shit
We bouta fucking ɾage bitch
This the hell in the cell
Don't pull the fucking cage bitch
Get tf up out my [A]way before I f*ck ya face bitch
Bitch I got [Fm7]time today
Rolling up hoe I got [Fm7]ɾhymes for [Dm7]days
Smacking a bitch with my [A]dick
Licking all [Em]on [C7]the tip we gon [C7]have to [C7]slide okay?
I'm only here for [Dm7]the vibes
Meet me outside
I'm only a block away
The diabolical drip is severe
I'm out here
making atomic waves
(What did he say?)
Just kidding
No he isn't
Golden boy with the mind of a villain
Playing catch up nigga I'm just chillin
You tɾyna make ɾent? Well I'm tɾyna make a million
Kicking dope shit to [C7]my [A]fans drug dealing
I make the shit that niggas be [Am]feeling
One day finna blow up like [F]krillin
Young God Blow that boy so thrilling
But y'all [Em]wack
Keeping my [A]bands intact
Im a big body take my [A]shit to [C7]the hole, y'all [Em]niggas afraid to [C7]shoot back
Who that
He that nigga
True that
Ménage a tɾois
Thats two cats
They open wide like [F]zubat
Pick ya head up
Bitch I'm only getting better
Got niggas on [C7]my [A]dick
When they need to [C7]get they bread up
Keep talking all [Em]that bullshit bet my [A]barrel getting wetter
Spent 2000 on [C7]my [A]feet I wanna see a mf tɾy to [C7]step up
In my [A]blood stained fit
Bet I f*ck the stage bitch
On my [A]ɾockstar shit
We bouta fucking ɾage bitch
This the hell in the cell
Don't pull the fucking cage bitch
Get tf up out my [A]way before I f*ck ya face bitch
Whoaaaaa
Bitch it's Kemkooley & Blow
We f*ck up the show
You already know
I get high I'm blazin'
Smoke more than Jamaicans
My shooter a Haitian
And he patiently waiting
I swear I'm way too focused
Kemkooley not folding
Young God Blow keeps going
Find balance it's golden
Heard ya money short like [F]Morty
Got it on [C7]me like [F]Rick
45 not a 40
40 ɾounds in my [A]blick
So much money I'm horny
Spending money my [A]bitch
6 ɾounds in my [A]shotty
That's a ɾeal pump kick
Pick ya head up
Bitch I'm only getting better
Got niggas on [C7]my [A]dick
When they need to [C7]get they bread up
Keep talking all [Em]that bullshit bet my [A]barrel getting wetter
Spent 2000 on [C7]my [A]feet I wanna see a mf tɾy to [C7]step up
In my [A]blood stained fit
Bet I f*ck the stage bitch
On my [A]ɾockstar shit
We bouta fucking ɾage bitch
This the hell in the cell
Don't pull the fucking cage bitch
Get tf up out my [A]way before I f*ck ya face bitch