Brooklynbloodpop

Cover fire I need a rumor
You’re a school shooter!
A problematic desire
I’m just a gun w/ the hire

Pop your skull & your tires
I want your feeling & everything in your fiber
Uh!uhuh!uh! Munchin
Popping on bubblegum
[Yah] I feel you on my tongue
Lick across the clip of my gun
Am I am I In love
Or Am I off the drugs

Your girl say I fuck like a thug
She wants kisses over blunts
Let the chains hit her face
Gunshots feel like a blade
Swerve the car make me race
Suicides in my state
Snipers chill with berets
Push you off the edge