Sippin' Blood - REDZED

— Please, father, have mercy

— God has mercy, I don’t

Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

I sever the limbs, I chop

Wait for the day, I’mma see them drop

Bitch wanna play, gonna get that pop

Kill for the habbit, so don’t you stop

I’mma get that grip and I shoot that Glock

Cold ass lips, motherfucker, you rot

Play with the brain, then I sip on the blood

Talk that shit, then I cut trough the gut, bitch

I slay with the blade just to deal with the pain

Don’t you pray, don’t you pray

Fuck, in the end it’s all the same

I slay with the blade just to deal with the pain

Don’t you pray, don’t you pray

Fuck, in the end it’s all the same

I’m done with the shit, bitch, I’m done with the dope

Don’t need to pop it to get in the mode

Still want to clip and I still want to go

Bitch, I still wanna blow my brains up on the floor

You know what the fuck is up

When I pull up with the Glock

Point it to my fucking head

For the bitch I never had

You know what the fuck is up

When I pull up with the Glock

Point it to my fucking head

For the bitch I never had

Bitch, I come from the grave, I sleep

Ain’t no turning back, all the wounds, they’re deep

No other way, bitch, I let them grieve

You’ll be the reason I decide to leave

You’ll be the reason I decide to leave

You’ll be the reason I decide to leave

You’ll be the reason I decide to leave

You’ll be the reason I decide to leave

Sipping blood

Sipping blood

Sipping blood

Sipping blood