My blood, my blood
Can I get the volume loud in the headphones?
Lonestar, my blood, my blood, ayy, ayy
Ay yo, my blood lust level represents madness at its max
Hear that chainsaw revving? I'll split your abdomen in half
I'm Kevin Spacey in Seven, you Brad Pitt getting mad
Your wifey just gave me head and I'm wrapping giving it back
Get it? "Wrapping giving it back" cause he wrapped your shit in a rap
And this rap shit's been a wrap, so we're rapping giving it back
And I'm smacking bitches in half like a twelve-inch sub in the bag
With a bag of chips as a snack and karate master with a mask and
Holy smoke it's the muthafuckin' wine tasting Mr. Owning-Yo-Bitch
My dick bad to the bone like osteoporosis
The muthafucking spine-breaker, she got scoliosis
You brought her home to sign papers
Bitch I'm like TNT, start with me you E-N-D
Hip hop be to me and Z what gossip be to TMZ
Dropped another weak emcee, call the fucking EMT
I'm a fucking demon, bitch I mean it
I would even rob a Jesus piece
If Ray Charles was a blood, we'd be twins cause you ain't seeing me
Get it? That means I eat fried bhicken cause there's no "C" in me
Bad hoes playing Smash Bros on the hardest level
That's why I got all of this weed in my garden
Yo me and Z we like the mob, put a hit out you get whacked
You so wack, you don't ever put no hit out, bitch you trash
You trash, I'm super country though... still riding caddy
My cousin say she pregnant, guess I'm gonna be a daddy
All these fans on my page, got their usernames added
All these haters on my ass where their usernames tatted
Might have a son, somewhere in Europe
Was swiping a ton on Bumble in London
Saints would've won if I stuck with the run
Was fucking a blonde and fumbled the condom
Right next to thunder, I'm so fly, if the Earth is flat
I'm going airplane mode and I ain't ever coming back
They told me I'm missing some marbles
Cause I called in sick to the doctor's
And I pulled my dick out my boxers
And asked for a trim at the barber's
Shit I'm just a little retarded
Cause I got admission in Harvard
Your bitch keep on calling me "father"
I promise I ain't got no daughter, woo!