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Outro (This Is Blood)
by Xeno Vuitton
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Running out the motel this is blood
You been fucking with my family and my funds
Louisville slugger you get hit with slugs
Feed you to the fishes and the fucking bugs
You gonna bleed
Upping a blade and I cut up your spleen
Fill it with lean
Torture you slowly
Snapping your legs because you acting all boldly
Can't call your oldies
You all alone
We took your gun and your blade and your phone
Stomping your face while we whipping the chrome
Fuck
This is your fault
Karma a bitch and it covered in salt
Now we are knocking you off
Burning the bread that you stole off
Was it all worth it a couple of hundred now you off this surface
You playing with demons and got bit by serpents
Now you are leaving
Leaving your body
Soul floating out
Out your Armani
Now is this money really your god
Money the devil
Shit was a fraud
It was a set up
You ain't play fair now uh
You can just rest up
I'm just addicted to all that money
Driving these Teslas
Selling the grams
Flipping the dope
Smoking the extras
Running out the motel this is blood
You been fucking with my family and my funds
Louisville slugger you get hit with slugs
Feed you to the fishes and the fucking bugs
You gonna bleed
Upping a blade and I cut up your spleen
Fill it with lean
Torture you slowly
Snapping your legs because you acting all boldly
Can't call your oldies
You all alone
We took your gun and your blade and your phone
Stomping your face while we whipping the chrome
Fuck
This is your fault
Karma a bitch and it covered in salt
Now we are knocking you off
Burning the bread that you stole off
Was it all worth it a couple of hundred now you off this surface
You playing with demons and got bit by serpents
Now you are leaving
Leaving your body
Soul floating out
Out your Armani
Now is this money really your god
Money the devil
Shit was a fraud
It was a set up
You ain't play fair now uh
You can just rest up
I'm just addicted to all that money
Driving these Teslas
Selling the grams
Flipping the dope
Smoking the extras
