Out Fuh Blood (Non-Explicit)
Kay Eye

Pre-Cleared
Custom Track ID
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Composers
William Nicks III (BMI) 50.00% Anthony E Jones (BMI) 50.00%
Original Publishers
William Nicks III (BMI) 50.00% Anthony E Jones (BMI) 50.00%
Master Owners
William Nicks III 100.00%
Lyrics
(Hook)
But who are they to judge I made it out da mud
I know people aint gone like me I'm no longer who I was
See now I play for keeps see now I'm out fuh blood
Its bitter when it sweet see now Im out fuh blood
Gone boah ya leech in my prime for a piece
I'm a menace tell police I don't wanna hear ya preach
See now Im out fuh blood see now Im out fuh blood
See now Im out fuh bluuuh see now Im out fuh blood
(Verse 1)
Im out fuh blood I like how they went to count me out it
My shift was written It aint nothin you could type about it
I dun been broke before so I know how to go without it
Boah I'm a hustla I never went too long without it
These niggas always try to tell you how you should walk
You cant finesse me I aint fallin for that good talk
Why would I chase the liq if money who I could stalk?
Got a vendetta with it sorry its the juug fault
Sorry bae she didn't wanna fuck with me at first cause I had all the baes
Now she call me Peyton when I call the play ayyy
Niggas lame want my lane want my place need to pace
Grandma say when I came tailor made not the same
She call me her Zad I might do her math
She ain't chasin clout she just chasin bags
That boah end up slept he thought I was Red
Deebo stall him out he aint know my hands
(Hook)
But who are they to judge I made it out da mud
I know people aint gone like me I'm no longer who I was
See now I play for keeps see now I'm out fuh blood
Its bitter when it sweet see now I'm out fuh blood
Gone boah ya leech in my prime for a piece
I'm a menace tell police I don't wanna hear ya preach
See now Im out fuh blood see now Im out fuh blood
See now Im out fuh bluuuh see now Im out fuh blood
(Verse 2)
I turn to something else when I get in that bloody mood
I turn a Georgey to a Benji off that bloody moon
I have that pussy singing Purple Rain just need the clearance
She match my fly my shit expensive this aint fuckin Spirit
Shorty Awww tell me what ya want what ya really really want
Be my lover for the summer have you spicy get you bussin
Beat that body play percussion spoken Goodie Mob in public
I wont speak about abundance less I show you how to touch it
Writings on the wall
they cant spell it off
Wait till after dark
You turn prey to Gods
I was in a phase
Now its better days
Now my paper straight
We call spade a spade
Im out fuh any nigga hatin I could feel the vibes
I feel like niggas wanna feel like feeling dramatized
Drama time call the tribe watch em ride Massacre on Valentines
Itchy in my palm its probably comma time I'm alive
(Hook)
But who are they to judge I made it out da mud
I know people aint gone like me I'm no longer who I was
See now I play for keeps see now Im out fuh blood
Its bitter when it sweet see now Im out fuh blood
Gone boah ya leech in my prime for a piece
I'm a menace tell police I don't wanna hear ya preach
See now Im out fuh blood see now Im out fuh blood
See now Im out fuh bluuuh see now Im out fuh blood