Listen: https://iceatm.lnk.to/bloodyears

Lyrics:
Yea
Shout out AyooLii
What
Haha
ATM bitch
What
Aye aye aye

Here we go again, got another track, now just listen
You a garbage bag, gotta take the trash out the kitchen
We be cooking in the lab, it's attracting your attention
I don't really brag putting toe tags on competition
I tried to tell her move back, accidentally grabbed her titty
Now she call me all hours of the night like it's Denny's
Used to shop at Dollar Tree, GoodWill, and St. Vinny's
I was out here real broke, white boys call it thriftin
And I'm sick of yo soft ass, why you always bitchin
You should know I always spoke facts, fuck if you listen
And they be really on my gonads while I'm on a mission
Imma really make your bros mad, when they don't get a picture
Everybody know your flow wack, do not call it different
Don't you ever run that shit back, had my ears ringing
I could

Fuck! My fucking ears are bleedin wtf

You got my ears bleedin what the fuck
Bitch I got three heads in this truck
Servin bitches knock 'em down trynna knock 'em up
Bitch I keep a switch why the fuck would I knuckle up
Tip in this bitch what the fuck is a one on one
Don't book me in this bitch if I can't get my Glock tucked
I'm the type to get him popped when he in the club
Baby I got straight drop, mask and the gloves
Bitch this is straight drop
Something like The Flintstones I got straight rocks
Got a fiend callin my phone and he trynna cop
I can't even pick up cuz the block hot
Draco bullets fuck a nigga up give him back shots
It'll turn him to a fag, got his ass fucked
Baby I got G's in the bag you can't run up
AyooLii bitch I'm up now fuck who next up
Like I'm Peter Pan
Fuckin on this bitch and I had to do my dance
Got Jean comin down and she brought her friend
Bitch I got lax you know who I am