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Red Velvet Lyrics - Artist : Bladee
[Yung Lean:]
(Holy) Lean, Bladeecity Bitch I'm in the black light street, cause it make sense If it don't add up, crush it, give it more ent Come in with the Garbage Pail Kids, we some tyrants Leave that shit to me, I take 'em out, I got a license Drenched in snow, look like blow blow blow Puerto Rican gold, just for my nose, nose, nose Never ending story on the road, road, road Me and Bladee gon' pop 'em like some toast, toast, toast (Lean!) [Bladee:] It's a movie man, SG, I make it three P Bleed on me like Fiji, I'm trapped in 3D It's me and Leany, gone, I feel like E.T Easy, for you it was hard, for me it's easy I make you see me, free your bitch, she geeky Prada, no CC, old dog, you can't teach me Cause you're not me, G, play you like a CD I'm up at 8:30, chasing the feelings [Yung Lean:] Mouth filled with blood, now I got blood on my rug Ten X-pills, ten bitches in the tub Meals with my team and you crawling for the crumbs I was born in the cave, baptized in the mud Me and the gang in an Uber creepin' up Two blunts up and two cups down I'm done with the city, y'all some rats and some bums Checks on checks, paper planes, tear it up [Bladee:] Fuck it, I make a movie with you, cut it Sacrifice myself for you, now I'm bloody I'm not a lover, man, I switch up to the other I'm with Yung Lean, man, that's my fucking brother [Yung Lean:] Fuck it, BladeeCity, that's my brother World War IV, got the twin towers busting Fuck it, mixing bleach with my cousin With the family, we stay loyal like the Russians [Bladee:] I'm crushing dirty pills up, I need a couple (30 pills) Harry and Meghan, man, show you how much I love it I want the trouble, straight pain, don't need a stunt double Comfortable, middle of the winter, it feel like summer [Yung Lean:] Hop out, rockin' D |
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