Wavy Jone$ - Bloodshot lyrics

[Verse 1: GHOSTEMANE] Back up in the motherf**ing cut Young GHOSTE OT With them all gold teeth Talk a lot of sh** but you're s**ing my dick Lowkey Straight bumping like [?] Can you see? All I really do is meditate till I make it to the plane Solo, stay away from me I don't need a motherf**er tell me sh** bout sh** Been alone since 17 Tell me to get out the sh** I be spitting that's been done before I don't see competition so I keep on depicting they cuppin' they nuts Big buck teeth like a young King Tut Schema the posse I put it on my stone in a cemetery whether you bury me or scatter my ashes You a punk b**h If you ain't down with the K-R-double E-P like all of the ma**es, hoe [Bridge: Wavy Jone$] p**y boy don't want beef p**y boy, p**y boy don't want war p**y boy, p**y boy ain't bout sh** but that p**y boy always go'n ask you for more p**y boy, p**y boy don't know me p**y boy, p**y boy don't know GHOSTE Oh [Verse 2: Wavy Jone$] I'm scheming your hoe I'm deep in her throat You wifing that b**h well I piped her for show and I pull up on stunt Smoking on some Come on the nun Lace my blow with a bump then I stare at the sun Loaded my gun My mind feeling numb Take my time Man this is how come I haven't spotted why you sick and tired of the truth Grab my soul Separated, required approve Reincarnate the curse Shackled to dust The product of Satan, ain't no God I can trust b**h [Hook: GHOSTEMANE(x2)] [?] up in my system Got me on some devil sh** My eyes are bloodshot red I'm hearing voices in my f**ing head