Bleeding

Run em down, pray to him Run em down, pray to him

What's the knowledge, that boy say he want the problems

What it is? Locate em, find em, drop em, put that pruss on his head

That nigga postin on socials but he ain't never slang that land

He thinkin bad on his phone, left that nigga in the wind

Another one, another one, them niggas ain't fuckin with us

You gon die, you comin this way to me I swear to God you meet the reaper

He told the dirty pussies, he tryna kill your people

That nigga swear to Van, he hop out on feet, that nigga bleedin

Real bad and you can't tame him, touch my body I'ma bang