Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I done dumped my shit, ducked, reload clip and then popped back out
I done had my block on lock so long it wanna tap out (FOREVEROLLING)
Deep inside the belly of the shit these niggas rap 'bout
I don't wear no tee to get on my feet and pass my pack out
Lil' bro don't tell me nothin' about his beef when he come cash out
Front him what he cop, he come re-up before his last ounce
All he know is work, his DRACO, flip phone, and his trap house
Stood over that stove without no mask, I damn near passed out
Whoopin' to have that cut, nigga, don't give up, you in that bag now
Beat up all them pieces, treat them Tesla's like a feature
And once they hear you killed one, they gon' come back like they need ya
This crystal raw'll turn a soccer mom into a demon
I never saw nothin' like this before until I seen it
I ain't never knew I was addicted to this shit, but now I need it

Yeah, I wanna see blood, I wanna see blood
Break down in that kitchen, make it glisten out the mud
Now I wanna see blood, I wanna see blood
This that feelin' first time when yo' niggas gave you a gun (brrt-brrt)
Yeah, I wanna see blood, I wanna see blood
Money, murders, burners, make the FBI wanna come
Yeah, I wanna see blood, I wanna see blood
I wanna see, yeah, I wanna see blood

Yeah, niggas be forgettin' that they got wet now 'cause it's sunny
Pneumonia weather, whatever, wiped his nose, it was runny
You movin' funny like you a undy, knock him a dummy
It ain't got no money, it's the urge to leave a nigga bloody
I gave double what they wanted
Guess it wasn't enough or somethin'
And I slid through the field muddy, tryna hit somethin' like it's rugby
I can't let it slide, he gotta die, even if we cousins
You'll never want for nothin', stay loyal, I got you covered
You done crossed that line, shit, it's landmines on the other
Who wanna see my empire crumble? Lord, protect me for my brother
I ain't freezin' up, I'm dumpin', thirty, hop out car still runnin'
All we need to know, who done it and we gon' thump 'em on my mama

Yeah, I wanna see blood, I wanna see blood
Break down in that kitchen, make it glisten out the mud
Now I wanna see blood, I wanna see blood
This that feelin' first time when yo' niggas gave you a gun (brrt-brrt)
Yeah, I wanna see blood, I wanna see blood
Money, murders, burners, make the FBI wanna come
Yeah, I wanna see blood, I wanna see blood
I wanna see, yeah, I wanna see blood (I wanna see blood)

Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Al Johnson, George Stone III, Jeffrey Lynn Jones, Ryan O'Neil, Tata Vega