Blood Puke

[Intro]
There's no way out Curien
Final Round

[Verse 1]
Puked blood out, can taste it in my mouth
Niggas think I'm dying, 'cause my health bar running out
Niggas quitting everyday, mama's crying now
Exploit a homie's death, yeah, I milk it like a cow
Devil want to talk, but I ain't trying to dance
Carried my grandfather's dead body with both my hands
Trying to rip off me, but you know you can't
Speaking a different language, they can't understand
Release a billion songs, yeah, that is my plan
They think I'm Emochao, yeah, maybe I am
I would rob you, but you got out a cam, ayy

[Verse 2]
Had to whip out my fucking blade
Bitches staying so salty like some Minute Maid
Trying to rip off me, nigga, you're a snake
Try to do favors, and they had to act fake
I'm a genius, but you already know
Got a little coke, and I draw with the scope
A little freestyle at the end for the fans
I ain't Lil B, I don't wear tiny pants
I am not satisfied, I need a couple grand
I need that money to fill up my pants
I am not a genie, that wish I can't grant
Everybody thinks that they are so bad

[Outro]
Puked blood out, can taste it in my mouth
Niggas think I'm dying, 'cause my health bar running out
Niggas quitting everyday, mama's crying now
Exploit a homie's death, yeah, I milk it like a cow
Devil want to talk, but I ain't trying to dance
Carried my grandfather's dead body with both my hands