Mouth filled with blood; now I got blood on my rug
Ten X-pills; ten bitches in the tub
Meals with my team and you crawling for the crumbs
I was born in the cave; baptized in the mud
Me and the gang in an Uber creeping up
Two blunts up and two cups stuffed
I'm done with this city; y'all some rats and some bums
Checks on checks, paper planes, tear it up
Fuck it, I make a movie with you, cut it
Sacrifice myself for you, now I'm bloody
I'm not a lover, move, switch side to the other
I'm with Yung Lean, man, that's my fucking brother
Fuck it, BladeeCity, that's my brother
World War IV got the twin towers busting
Fuck it, mixing bleach with my cousin
With the family; we stay loyal like the Russians
Young Lean & Bladee













