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Blood On My Jeans Lyrics

Damn, I tried to stop, oh
Baby (808 Mafia), baby (baby), baby (baby), babe
You literally are my everything (baby, Gezin)Hah (baby)

Baby, I`ve been on the run (yeah)
But I would never run from your love (uh-uh)
If you feel on my dick, there`s a gun (uh-huh)
Not right there, just a little above
I value my relationship, it`s forever
But I`ve been cheatin` on the drugs (yeah)
Broke up with codeine, need a new plug (yeah)
Hit up Hot, raw pints, I need two of `em (yeah)
Huh, lean, huh
Put Biscotti in my lungs, I`m smokin` green
Chopper on me, I don`t talk, I just up the beam
Huh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave (yeah)
I ain`t leave a clue on the scene (uh-uh)
Close range, so I got blood on my jeans (uh)

Saints Row cup, ain`t no red in my lean (uh-uh)
Bankrolled up, I been swimmin` in green (uh-huh)
Still a blue face king
Benjamin Franklin come dirty and clean (let`s go)
I know my haters hate to see me succeed
If they get the chance, they`ll end up murderin` me
That shit got me laughin`, haha
Kel-Tec get to rappin`, grrah, grrah

Fuck nigga, I`m your father
Don`t matter if you older
They say age is just a number
If that`s the case, I`m way over
Than who? These niggas (uh-huh)
And these bitches that think that they get it (uh-huh)
For a backstage pass, she`ll suck the dick (uh-huh)
Bitch, I got a bitch, better get you a ticket (uh-huh)
Walk through the night with my gun like a creep
On my shirt Maison Martin, my shoes double-C
I don`t know what it`s gonna take you to believe
I ain`t goin` nowhere, I ain`t gon` leave you (ayy, ayy, ayy)
I ain`t goin` nowhere, I ain`t gon` leave you
You stuck with me, apologies for my fuckery
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Baby, I`ve been on the run
But I would never run from your love
If you feel on my dick, there`s a gun
Not right there, just a little above
I value my relationship, it`s forever
But I`ve been cheatin` on the drugs (yeah)
Broke up with codeine, need a new plug (yeah)
Hit up Hot, raw pints, I need two of `em (yeah)
Huh, lean, huh
Put Biscotti in my lungs, I`m smokin` green
Chopper on me, I don`t talk, I just up the beam
Huh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave (yeah)
I ain`t leave a clue on the scene
Close range, so I got blood on my jeans

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