moral oral versuri

Versuri bleood – moral oral lyrics

[Intro]
H-holy h-holy shit

[Chorus]
I pop out and throw it up, change the weather
FMJ bullets in the air like a goose feather
But they finna sting yo’ ass like a bee
Had to level up, find a new meta
I told twin, „Don’t believe everything on the screen”
Why yo’ ho said bleood get her wetter?
Why yo’ ho said bleood get her wetter?
They tryna paint narrative up on a king
I pop Klondike, ‘Migo lit
Xanny, Perky itch
I don’t even need no prop
Cut you up
No funds, he a skid
Bitch, I’m a pharaoh
Bitch, I’m a pharaoh
I’m in my tomb, I’ll come back, lil’ bitch
Bitch, I’m a pharaoh
Bitch, I’m a pharaoh
I’m in my tomb, I’ll come back, lil’ bitch
Bitch, I’m on Melrosе
Bitch, I’m on Melrose, Number (N)inе Dior on my hip
Bitch, I’m on Melrose, Number (N)ine Dior on my hip

[Verse]
Money on Benzos, money on Benzos
My assistant forwarded me some chips
We getting nachos
Dip it in queso
Feel like Xenomorph, all black fit
We not on ‘shrooms, don’t trip
She got fake tits
Don’t stream, but ya ass get clipped
Don’t stream, but ya ass get clipped
Don’t stream, but ya ass get clipped
The green is all that she need
Took yo’ ho to Ulta, she want Maybelline
Moral Orel, she sin for me
Moral Orel, she sin for me
Old lore, we on season 3
That’s old lore, we on season 3
Write yo’ name down, Light Yagami
They think I’m Illuminati
Because I got green
Lightskin face, tatt a hottie
She wanna come wit’ me
I popped out to the Tropics
I’m still sipping lean
Pockets on Nicole Watterson, I got some cheese
Pockets on Nicole Watterson, I got some cheese
I’m so pretty, ho, you gotta walk up to me
Killstreak, do I use the airstrike or the UAV?
A cougar and she fuck with the LGB
Carol Christian Poell, it’s 2K on my feet

[Chorus]
I pop out and throw it up, change the weather
FMJ bullets in the air like a goose feather
But they finna sting yo’ ass like a bee
Had to level up, find a new meta
I told twin, „Don’t believe everything on the screen”
Why yo’ ho said bleood get her wetter?
Why yo’ ho said bleood get her wetter?
They tryna paint narrative up on a king
I pop Klondike, ‘Migo lit
Xanny, Perky itch
I don’t even need no prop
Cut you up
No funds, he a skid
Bitch, I’m a pharaoh
Bitch, I’m a pharaoh
I’m in my tomb, I’ll come back, lil’ bitch
Bitch, I’m a pharaoh
Bitch, I’m a pharaoh
I’m in my tomb, I’ll come back, lil’ bitch
Bitch, I’m on Melrose
Bitch, I’m on Melrose, Number (N)ine Dior on my hip
Bitch, I’m on Melrose, Number (N)ine Dior on my hip

[Chorus]
I pop out and throw it up, change the weather
FMJ bullets in the air like a goose feather
But they finna sting yo’ ass like a bee
Had to level up, find a new meta
I told twin, „Don’t believe everything on the screen”
Why yo’ ho said bleood get her wetter?
Why yo’ ho said bleood get her wetter?
They tryna paint narrative up on a king
I pop Klondike, ‘Migo lit
Xanny, Perky itch
I don’t even need no prop
Cut you up
No funds, he a skid
Bitch, I’m a pharaoh
Bitch, I’m a pharaoh
I’m in my tomb, I’ll come back, lil’ bitch
Bitch, I’m a pharaoh
Bitch, I’m a pharaoh
I’m in my tomb, I’ll come back, lil’ bitch
Bitch, I’m on Melrose
Bitch, I’m on Melrose, Number (N)ine Dior on my hip
Bitch, I’m on Melrose, Number (N)ine Dior on my hip

Written by: bleood / yrsci