Bloodonmyfingertips

She said I'm metal like slipknot Take care all the competition I rate no, gut rhymes when I say so An a-hole to you, you and you nig Post up Now I feel it Post Post up now I feel it This Void shit nig Got my vision in depth hoe Whips cold, driving hoopties Swerving uncivilized Niggas whip the civics like APB called, lua is raw sauce No fakes through n through I'm real Gucci in my DNA F*ck all that Prada talk it's Void On my chest New balance on her feet the way she running for the kid Bitch I'm not afraid to dub you Put my bloodline in your friend