Bloody Mary

All of my bitches got guns, yo bitches got sons and you gotta watch em

Like why do he think he the one? When he ain't on nun, we run up and drop him

I just gotta keep me a gun, he try to take sum, then I'm finna pop him

They see me coming up, they mad as fuck, like how can I stop him

They know they ain't stopping shit

Vetements, I'm rocking it

They was plottin' on the kid, and that's the reason they got hit

Why you talking bout' a brick if you ain't never seen a zip

Why she claiming that I hit, when I ain't never seen the bitch

I don't know this dumb thot

Like who that running? That's the opps

Like how you running with ya Glock