blood on my jacket, Pt. 2

Drippin So Pretty

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Yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah

Woke up suicidal, I can't find no reason
When I look at her, only time my heart beating
She sucking me up, now I feel so conceited
He ran up on me, but that pistol delete him
Look at my eyes and I'm destined to kill
Blood on my jacket, I'm toting my steel
Ran up on me, his cap getting peeled
I got a 9, no, I'm not Holyfield
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
I'm just speeding, I don't got no brakes
Hop in that foreign, I'm going insane
Red dot, green dot, on top of your brain
Now you in hell and your momma in pain
Say that I'm broke there ain't no way
She lick me up, cum on her fangs
I bought this gun off of the range
You was my twin, but it all changed

No, it's not the same, not anymore
No, I'm not the love that she looking for
Seen a lot of shit and now my life is torn
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Gun so big, can't fit in my pants
I'm still drippin, I don't follow no trends
Going out sad, no, there ain't no chance
I'm chasing these racks, I ain't making new friends
Blood on my jacket, that shit turning red
Bad little bitch fell asleep in my bed
Took so many pills I came back from the dead, yeah
Told you I would die for you
I know you know, why you acting new?
Decapitate the car, take off the roof
Sliding with my 9 inside a 22
Step inside the club, you like an angel
Face so pretty, all the other girls hate you
Tryna see your mom, tryna see who made you
Been through hell, can you relate too?