Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Out 4 Ur Blood, artist - SHINIGAMI. Date of issue: 12.01.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Out 4 Ur Blood |
| Datasquad shit man, you know what I’m saying? |
| 2019 we just shittin' on everybody’s lives, man |
| I don’t give a fuck, man |
| You already know what I’m saying, bitch |
| Slatt! |
| Out for your blood, out for your blood |
| Scars on my body so I keep that blade tucked |
| Out for your blood, out for your blood |
| In your nightmares, turn your dreams into dust |
| Out for your blood, out for your blood |
| Scars on my body so I keep that blade tucked |
| Out for your blood, out for your blood |
| In your nightmares, turn your dreams into dust |
| Yuh |
| I be on that fuck shit, 50 in my clip |
| Let that K rip |
| Stupid bitch, talkin' all that shit |
| Get yo face split |
| Not the same, no, we not the same |
| Can’t compare to me |
| You scared of me when I’m in your face |
| Never step to me |
| Shut the fuck up, 'lil pussy boy, you suck |
| While you talkin' shit on Twitter, hit the bank and run it up |
| I’m equipped with the vengeance, bitch, I’m out for your blood |
| I got snipers on the roof, shooters jumpin' out the mud (bitch) |
| Out for your blood, out for your blood |
| Scars on my body so I keep that blade tucked |
| Out for your blood, out for your blood |
| In your nightmares, turn your dreams into dust |
| Out for your blood, out for your blood |
| Scars on my body so I keep that blade tucked |
| Out for your blood, out for your blood |
| In your nightmares, turn your dreams into dust |
| Pistol packing, automatic |
| Oh my god, what the fuck, you heard that shit? |
| I could give a fuck about a bitch |
| Say you raw but I don’t fuckin' believe that shit |
| I been steady countin' bands, open up the trunk |
| Stuffed with thirty racks only I can touch |
| Flexin' on these punks, this is just a game |
| GT-R my whip when I’m switchin' lanes |
| Fuck do you mean? |
| I been goin' hard as fuck |
| Infatuated with the ratchets, I don’t need no fuckin' love |
| Eating good with the gang, yeah, we all been countin' up |
| If you wanna catch a fade, 'lil boy, I’ll line you up |