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lirik lagu juice wrld - blood on my jeans (with 2nd verse)

[intro]
d~mn, i tried to stop, oh
baby (808 mafia), baby (baby), baby (baby), babe
you literally are my everything (baby, gezin)
hah (baby)

[chorus]
baby, i been on the run (yeah)
but i would never run from your love (yeah, uh~uh)
if you feel on my d~ck, there’s a gun (yeah, uh~huh)
not right there, just a little above
i value my relationship, it’s forever
but i’ve been cheatin’ on the drugs (yeah)
broke up with codeine, need a new plug (yeah)
hit up hot rod, pints, i need two of ’em (yeah)
huh, (drinkin’) lean, huh
put biscotti in my lungs, i’m smokin’ green
chopper on me, i don’t talk, i just up the beam
huh, let my gun bust a nut, then lеave (yeah)
i ain’t leavе a clue on the scene (uh~uh)
close range, so i got blood on my jeans (uh)

[verse 1]
saints row cup, ain’t no red in my lean (uh~uh)
bankrolled up, i been swimmin’ in green (uh~huh)
still the blue face king
benjamin franklin come dirty and clean (let’s go)
i know my haters hate to see me succeed
if they get the chance, they’ll end up murderin’ me
that sh~t got me laughin’, haha
kel~tec get to rappin’, grrah, grrah
f~ck n~gga, i’m your father
don’t matter if you older
they say age is just a number
if that’s the case, i’m way over
than who? these n~ggas (uh~huh)
and these b~tches that think that they get it (uh~huh)
for a backstage pass, she’ll suck the d~ck (uh~huh)
b~tch, i got a b~tch, better get you a ticket (uh~huh)
walk through the night with my gun like a creep
on my shirt maison martin, my shoes double~c
i don’t know what it’s gonna take you to believe
i ain’t goin’ nowhere, i ain’t gon’ leave you (ayy, ayy, ayy)
i ain’t goin’ nowhere, i ain’t gon’ leave you
you stuck with me, apologies for my f~ckery
[chorus]
baby, i been on the run
but i would never run from your love
if you feel on my d~ck, there’s a gun
not right there, just a little above
i value my relationship, it’s forever
but i’ve been cheatin’ on the drugs (yeah)
broke up with codeine, need a new plug (yeah)
hit up hot rod, pints, i need two of ’em (yeah)
huh, (drinkin’) lean, huh
put biscotti in my lungs, i’m smokin’ green
chopper on me, i don’t talk, i just up the beam
huh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave (yeah)
i ain’t leave a clue on the scene
close range, so i got blood on my jeans

[verse 2]
i ain’t leave a clue on the scene
close range so i got blood on my jeans, ayy
i shot a n~gga in the club, double cup next to me i got his blood in my lean, uh
choppa on me with a beam
freddy kreuger, show up in your dreams, uh
things ain’t not what they seem, uh
shorty wanna ball on the team
b~tch i’m the best freestyler off the top
got a b~tch in the crib she been giving me top
everyday b~tch, i’ma count up the guap
run up on me just like a zit, n~gga get popped
i’m on the block with my n~ggas with choppas
i’m gettin’ this money so i had to move
i’m in the ‘burbs with my mama
i bought her a mansion a house and a dog, it’s cool
i don’t give a f~ck bout you just me, yeah, ayy
you know how it be, ayy
and
wait
[bridge]
i ain’t goin’ nowhere, i ain’t gon’ leave you (ayy, ayy, ayy)
i ain’t goin’ nowhere, i ain’t gon’ leave you
you stuck with me, apologies for my f~ckery

[chorus]
baby, i been on the run
but i would never run from your love
if you feel on my d~ck, there’s a gun
not right there, just a little above
i value my relationship, it’s forever
but i’ve been cheatin’ on the drugs (yeah)
broke up with codeine, need a new plug (yeah)
hit up hot rod, pints, i need two of ’em (yeah)
huh, (drinkin’) lean, huh
put biscotti in my lungs, i’m smokin’ green
chopper on me, i don’t talk, i just up the beam
huh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave (yeah)
i ain’t leave a clue on the scene
close range, so i got blood on my jeans

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