Bleach

[Verse 1: 83HADES]
Why this pussy talkin'? (Talk)
We don't play no games
Know I keep a ratchet on me
Make him blow his brains (Brains)
Got me an illegal
Had to scratch the paint (Paint)
Sniffin' on that 'caine
Fuckin' on your main bitch (Bitch)
With my gang, bitch
No, you cannot hang, bitch

E-e-e EXCLUSIVE

[Verse 2: 83HADES]
Drop down quick
Kill him if he gon' snitch (Snitch)
And I'm always clappin' (Clap)
See me in the field (Field)
Stay posted with the team
I stay with the steel (Steel)
Come and shop with me (Shop with me)
Yeah, I'm throwin' deals (Deals)
I just want a mill'
Hold up, you can keep that [?] (Keep that [?])
And if you gonna send shots
Know we clappin' back
I'm gon' get you wet
I'm gon' get you wet

[Verse 3: Broc $teezy]
Imma get you wet
I'm sendin' shots right at yo chest
The bloody feds, they know nothing
Shit, my Glock gon' make a mess
Blood on my necklace
Dead bodies overlappin'
It's a scene from a thriller
So, down with the killin'
Bitch stop talkin', don't run yo mouth
Fuck around, you get stomped right out
Pump, pussy, let you bleed out
Fuck it doc', please kill me now

[Verse 4: UNOFROMPLUTO]
Yah, okay, yah, okay
Yah, UNO, aye, yah
Hop in the Benny, get dropped off
Shawty wan' fuck, but she got dirty socks
All of my niggas run up with the Glock
So if you niggas are talking, yo shit getting popped
Bullets connecting like Hotspot
But I do not bring any WiFi
Pull up, I'm getting a drive-by
[?]
I smoke the show on a side night
Look at me, I am a wise guy
I try to mug it, 'cause Midnight
So you can catch me in the night time
I don't fuck with you, that's a dislike
Run up in your house in the daytime

[Verse 5: 83HADES]
And UNO got the shotty
Imma catch a body
Choppa cut him out
He bleed just like a zombie
Turned into a hobby
Shoppin' do the dummy
Activists, these bitches, act just like a [?]

EXCLUSIVE

[Verse 6: 83HADES]
Count stacks, big bread, flop drugs
Big guns, large rounds, leave you slumped
Call the choppa, baby mama get you knocked off
Call a hit, my gun connect, know I'm always plugged
Hop out the Porsche, move straight to the club
Brought my gun, now I'm shootin' all up in the club
A lot of people then there's some, but they ain't shit
Imma pull up, hit his face with the whole clip
No evidence, body to the ocean
Presidential, big braz will beat his fuckin' golden
Pawn shop with his chain, even tho it's stolen
Send his hair in a fucking bag, put it in motion

[Outro: 83HADES]
I got this shit by myself, aye
I got this shit by myself, aye
I got this shit by myself, aye
Designer gotta fill me my belt, aye
I'm catching smoke like oh, damn, aye
Screaming and crying for help, aye