​​pathos! - ​bloodontheleaves!

〈intro: billie holiday〉
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees
Blood on the leaves

〈hook: pathos! & billie holiday〉
Bitch i be killin these beats (damn)
I came in here with the remix i had to tell all these niggas to (breathe)
We do not need sticks you can't compete with
Uppin the chop and we told him to freeze
I just be drippin it down in my fleece
Knock that boy off if he come with a sneak
Now we got (blood on the leaves)

〈verse〉
Damn, thats crazy as fuck
I pour up the lean and i'm gettin straight hundreds
Feel like i'm kobe i'm getting these buckets
I pop me a bean, what i say? fuck it
You british or something? we call you a muppet
We walk that boy down with a glock 17
I turn to that bitch and say get on your knees
I want me the queso i want me the cheese
Blaster on me like my name mr. freeze
Way before i met your mother boy i was a virgin my nigga she made me a slut
Lil nigga you crazy or what?
I'm finna pop out
I got a stick in the truck
Hit up my ese
Rip like a beyblade
I did a race jus to get to the stack
She got pussete
Lookin for quese
Mexican bitch and she throwing it back
We takin shots like a movie
Dont really build but i’m grabbin the toolie
A nigga ain't never really gettin coochie
But bro ask for help and i slide like im toosie (bitch)
First call up jade and she reverse the v
Lackin the pack so we call up khalee
We pull up on ez to light up this tree
Paden the goat and he roll it for free
〈hook: pathos! & billie holiday〉
Bitch i be killin these beats (damn)
I came in here with the remix i had to tell all these niggas to (breathe)
We do not need sticks you can't compete with
Uppin the chop and we told him to freeze
I just be drippin it down in my fleece
Knock that boy off if he come with a sneak
Now we got (blood on the leaves)

〈verse 2〉
I get that pack and i chop it up chop it up
Everyone geeking they talking up talking up
If that boy leaking then i will not mop it up
That nigga broke so that boy cannot shop wit us
Anime nigga who came with the punches
Your bitch she gon' eat me like my name is lunch
That white hoe come fuck me when she done with brunch
Said it before but you cinnamon crunch
Write your name down in my death note
Next to my verse sketch your head with a pencil
Come with a hand like i'm itsuka kendo nigga
And the whole team got extendo nigga
Snap on the remix my nigga i'm pissed
Cap in my raps but a nigga could spit
Pop that boy head like i stomp on some chips
No vvs but we still got a clip (grah)
Cause i'm just subject to the bands
Don't send the zelle i want green in my hand
Shooters on go like this flick on demand
Feel like a blueprint its part of the plan
Like what
I'm just collecting the bread
Talk on the team thats an m on your head
We ake that boy cartier whole lotta red
That bitch on me and she ride like a sled
〈hook: pathos! & billie holiday〉
Bitch i be killin these beats (damn)
I came in here with the remix i had to tell all these niggas to (breathe)
We do not need sticks you can't compete with
Uppin the chop and we told him to freeze
I just be drippin it down in my fleece
Knock that boy off if he come with a sneak
Now we got (blood on the leaves)

〈outro: billie holiday〉
Freeze
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