f#ckin’ around with me, then I’ma let that choppa bang
Run up on yo f#ckin’ house and I’ma hit a stain
Almost everybody hate me, feel like Money Plane
Stop tryna hit my phone, you drivin’ me insane
I’m a vampire, feelin’ like I’m BloodRayne
I’m a vampire, I’ma bite you with my fangs
Sippin’ on that sprite, this is not no champagne
You is not my gang bro, you can’t f#ckin’ hang
Glocks out when I ride through yo city
Put you on a shirt, it ain’t gon’ be pretty
I’m countin’ up bands, count hunnids and fifties
Put you in the grave, yeah, that’s a pity
I’m movin’ slow, I ain’t talkin’ a lot
I do the dash, I run from the opps
This ain’t CS:GO, but my bro keep a Glock
Break down yo door, I ain’t gonna knock
Lookin’ like I’m Santa, way I might just pull my bag out
Gas pack so strong, b#tches smell it, then they pass out
Don’t come to my trap with 20 dollars, you get dragged out
Lord ‘o Jesus, pray that I don’t have to pull the mask out
Lookin’ like a mannequin, I swear I’m always dripped out
Pull up, we like 50 deep, you and your boys get zipped out
Swear this codeine in my head, I’m mindless with the pen now
That boy not with us, so you know we had to send em’ out
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Bloodpetal Lyrics – Send Em Out!
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