Make it Bleed Lyrics – Billy Stiletto
Singer: Billy Stiletto
Title: Make it Bleed
Sound, sound, sound
Billy
Bronco
I been in a mood
Something wrong with me [yeah
I can’t right my wrongs [uh huh
I’d never wrong the beat [yeah, yeah, yeah
Honestly
I don’t care about like who you trying to be
Wearily
More concerned with all of
What’s in front of me [me, me, me
Pay no mind
Mind your manners
Mix this sh#t and hold me down [yeah
Watch your step
Where I’m from
We lace them blunts
Then lace your kicks
Pray it hits
Plot could thicken any minute
Drop a rack and ink your skin [uh huh
Like who is this?
You don’t exist [no, no, no,no
Hope the message sinking in [uh huh
You not like us
We not like him [yeah
Devasted
I been devastated
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Tried and true
Tried and trepidation [tried and true
Paid my dues and overpaid
Earned this spot and overstayed
Showing love
They throwing shade
Talk my sh#t they wince in pain
Faithfully [yeah
Grit my teeth
Come take leap
I know the way
Faithfully
Grit my teeth
Come take this leap
I know the way
When I’m in the cut
I make it hurt
I make it bleed
When I’m in the cut
I make it hurt
I make it bleed
When I’m in the cut
I make it hurt
I make it bleed
I make it, yeah
I make it
When I’m in the cut
I make it hurt
I make it bleed
When I’m in the cut
I make it hurt
I make it bleed
[I really do
When I’m in the cut
I make it hurt
I make it bleed
When I’m in the cut
I make it hurt
I make it bleed
{Verse 2 Austin Skinner
Said I’m on my way
In the club
My gun on my waist
Got my blunt on face
Damn we could have went a different way
How much can you take?
Got me thinking that I did mistakes
So much on my plate
On these drugs praying they not laced
I ain’t got time to waste
Need my money
Need like every day [yeah
Walking out the bank
Glock nineteen on me know it gon’ spray
b#tch I’m like where you at?
You don’t want no strings attached
You know im on drugs forreal
I can’t die I got his back
Woke up holding all these racks
Cash out with my b#tch at Saks [my b#tch
Green Glock came with a beam
Green just like this lean its facts
I sip pink I like my tris
We twist sip on wocky still [still
How I made this much off rap [rap
I could pay your momma’s bills
I can’t ride round with no strap [nah
Glock on me this b#tch on kill [yeah
My b#tch walked in with a mag
Racks on me just like your dad [got my racks
You gon’ go out probably rat [yeah
I’m gon’ have my brothers back [damn
I f#cked your b#tch gave her back [back
f#ck a b#tch I need my racks [racks
Off this X got heart attack [damn
My lean red like shark attack [yeah
f#ck your girl might break her back [damn
Thinking about what I could have [have
For these hoes I won’t grow sad
Locked my bro up got me sad [sad
Why your b#tch wanna take bath? [yeah
Dropped her in that crazy crab
Glock on me, no I won’t lack [nah
So damn high I’m in my bag [yeah
Geeked up off these drugs I lack
I hope I don’t make you mad
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