BLEED Lyrics – Skrilla

[Intro]
(It’s the Greats, baby)

[Chorus]
Free the church, b!tch, free the mob, b!tch, free the members
Audemars, AP, baguette-s*it
Bloody tears, they block my vision, ain’t no name drops
.762s hit like raindrops, handle business
White sells, Saint Laurent, rocking Christian Lou’s, footprint in bleed (Bleed)
I got a problem, Percocet can’t knock it
Brody stand on top and give a- (Ah)
Brody begging, ”Stop it”

I pull on my block, know how I rock, my Glizzy speaker knocking
‘Cause I got a switch back on my glick, that s*it ain’t even stopping (Brrr)
Balenciaga, how could I go?
All my shooters tapping tacos
See the proof, turn on my vato, Elegua, you’ll need a bottle
My b!tch bad like Megan Stallion, five star could’ve been a model
Flick the switch, turn fully auto (Bleed)

[Verse]
I peep the strike and bang a right
If I see 12 inside my sight, I’m giving gas and getting right, I swear to God
AP stuck on my wrist, XD protect, n!gga could die
Finger fu*ked the Drac’, my dawg got him a victim, we gon’ slide (Brrr)
Ain’t been the same since the day my bro died
Hold my head high and tell no lie
N!gga diss the set and got sent high, ain’t no bap beside my rap
I cannot cap on microphones, brody talking crazy on the jack
I think they tapped the phone, too many shots inside the whip
AFT will flip a whip, B SRT hang out the whip
A button turn a Blood to Crip (Bleed)
And I can’t tell if n!ggas want smoke, but that’s death that they can have
Shoot first, ask questions later, we gon’ leave s*it in the past
Stomp on s*it, Draco, Draco, stomp on s*it
Caught a vic and swapped a blick and then we had to burn the whip (Ah)

[Bridge]
And I can’t tell if n!ggas want smoke, but that’s death that they can have
Shoot first, ask questions later, we gon’ leave s*it in the past (Bleed)

[Chorus]
Free the church, b!tch, free the mob, b!tch, free the members
Audemars, AP, baguette-s*it
Bloody tears, they block my vision, ain’t no name drops
.762s hit like raindrops, handle business
White sells, Saint Laurent, rocking Christian Lou’s, footprint in bleed (Bleed)
I got a problem, Percocet can’t knock it
Brody stand on top and give a- (Ah)
Brody begging, ”Stop it”
I pull on my block, know how I rock, my Glizzy speaker knocking
‘Cause I got a switch back on my glick, that s*it ain’t even stopping (Brrr)
Balenciaga, how could I go?
All my shooters tapping tacos
See the proof, turn on my vato, Elegua, you’ll need a bottle
My b!tch bad like Megan Stallion, five star could’ve been a model
Flick the switch, turn fully auto (Bleed)