This shit get tragic, it ain't a game, Bloody Mary, they dyin' speakin' on my name
Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, yeah, yeah
Seein' people dead, f*ck my head up, Start repeatin' it in my head, nigga, red rum
Paint the whole street red, I thought they said somethin
Then we spin again, like we left somethin, I be paranoid, can I trust you
Is you down to slide? ready to let that gun loose
Bitch, I remember I used to f*ck you, Now it's f*ck you, can't believe I loved you
You was ridin' and decided to switch lanes, You saw that look on my face, I was ashamed
I tried to let shit go, but it wasn't the same, I held my head up and act like I wasn't in pain
This shit get tragic, it ain't a game, Bloody Mary, they dyin' speakin' on my name
Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, yeah, yeah
This shit get scary, I think the devil can hear me
Make a pussy nigga bleed, I'ma pop that cherry
Make a nigga check out, like a library, My pockets got dead people like a cemetery
Some of my niggas ain't never gettin' out, That courthouse, like a haunted house
My eyes turn dark, I ain't tryna talk it out, We gon' see what the f*ck them niggas be talkin' bout
This shit get tragic, it ain't a game, Bloody Mary, they dyin' speakin' on my name
Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, yeah