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Lil Blood

"Extra"

[Intro: Lil Blood]
n*gga if you stop worrying about me
And what the f*ck I'm doing all day n*gga
And put your mind on your paper n*gga
Put that same energy you put in hating on me on your money n*gga I bet you'd be a rich man
And that goes for your b*tches too n*gga
Mind y'all business I'm paying extra for the headshots

[Hook: Lil Blood]
Funk turned up so n*ggas applying pressure
[?] Riding around in my section
My lil n*ggas go [?] follow directions
Hit him in his head I'll give you a little extra
Hit him in his head I'll give you a little extra
Bounce out noodle his ass for disrespecting
Bounce out noodle his ass for disrespecting
Any n*ggas hit I'll give you a little extra

[Verse 1: Mozzy]
Yeah… clean up on aisle 4, that's a noodle spilling
I pray to god I never become a shooting victim
Opiates in my system, I'm a heavy sipper
She selling coochi lips for me and I ain't ever kissed her
Check the weather, it's gets chilly in my residential
Bust 110, bad play, sh*ts simple
Where the drugs? Nobody on it as hard as me
I keep poring till the Sprite turn dark as me
When you get caught up in the funk it be hard to leave
Kaita Shells part of the streets, sh*t it's hard to sleep
All these zany depressant ain't even helping
I swear I've been living life careless [?]

[Hook]

[Verse 2: June]
Get your b*tch ass stripped just for flexin
Smack your Bru just to send a message
It's funky, getting hectic
Next body on me and I'mma catch him, POP POP POP POP, your whole section, dear god you better bless him
My n*ggas on some greezy sh*t
Your n*ggas on some peezy sh*t
I'm really on some underworld snuff stackin leezy sh*t
Hit him in his cheek and sh*t
Double back squeezing sh*t
Funk turned up, black hoodies grim reaping sh*t
They really ain't hard we just aim to kill
These n*ggas think they hard like they made of steel
The only thing you poppin is a syrup seal
All headshot is how I feel

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Lil Blood]
Bonce out noodle a n*gga, I let that thing go
Twist a n*gga [?] chopa, just like a fango
It was all up when you see me just like a day ago
Now you telling b*tches what you gone do when you see me n*gga
Every time you see me best believe me I got yiki on me
I can drink at brink of day and still I won't get sleepy n*gga
Shooters with that 30, Stephen Curry when I'm sleeping n*gga
Put the word out, double for the head shot, double for the head shot
Make this n*gga bed rock
Face stick a body up a [?] till his head pop
Ha, n*gga I stay on bullsh*t
Twin Glock 40s, and they stay on full clip

[Hook]

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