BloodHound Q50 - Bloody Mary Lyrics

(Thank you, Timmy boy)
Go
Long live my brother, he did kill your bitch-ass brother, f*ck it
(This shit gon' be crazy, Jacc)
Go

We stackin' bodies on bodies, we ain't goin' eye for eye
Them BloodHounds like Bloody Mary, speak on us, somebody bitch-ass gon' die
Dead-ass bitch hopped up in the Uber
Nice-ass nigga somewhere in the sky
Know his ass was probably bored as hell, so we sent his ass VI

I'm rich as f*ck now
I killed enough, so them bodies, I'm just gon' buy
Raw-ass bitch couldn't suck it with spit, don't give no f*ck, bitch gotta go bye
Bitch talkin' 'bout a date, I ain't your guy
Talking about eatin' pussy, bitch, is you high?
Robbin' me, gon' die if you try (go, go, go)
Up real hats, I don't claim attempts
But his ass half dead, I'm gon' brag on this
Got hit in his head, use a bag when he shit
I'm the type to suit up, nigga, I don't gotta diss
Fan-ass bitch tryna sneak a pic
When he called my phone, talk quick and I slid
Lil' bitch, she cool, but she not it
What I spend on drugs be you niggas' fit
My opps gettin' passed, they ass need to quit
I'm so turnt, you can't touch my bitch
Glock 23 make a bitch nigga twitch
Don't touch that Glock if it ain't got a switch, bitch
Go, these bitch-ass niggas be bappin'
You could label me as a rapper 'cause I signed me a deal, but I'm still out clappin'
Make a nigga disappear, I do magic
Nigga died at school, that was tragic
Won't TJ me up in traffic, the number one rule in life, don't panic
I clapped his ass, you can't tell me what happened
Dirty-ass niggas talkin' 'bout they trappin'
Instead of rappin', niggas need to be clappin'
'Fore I was rappin', niggas know I was lampin'

We stackin' bodies on bodies, we ain't goin' eye for eye
Them BloodHounds like Bloody Mary, speak on us, somebody bitch-ass gon' die
Dead-ass bitch hopped up in the Uber
Nice-ass nigga somewhere in the sky
Know his ass was probably bored as hell, so we sent his ass VI