letra de blood on my teeth - kasashi
[intro]
yah, yah
[verse one]
blood on my t–th
blood on my t–th
blood on my t–th taste good
blood on my t–th
blood on my t–th
blood on my t–th taste good
i’ve been riding round paparazzi clique
you’ve been b-tching round talking h-lla sh-t
slashing a chain like i’m ghost rider
wrist bleed like i’m snow child
best friend look like 8 mile
saw red when i first smiled
i haven’t even gone full wild
f-ck with my nails well your girl filed em
feel like i’m falling in love
all on my gums i’m tasting blood
(yuh yuh yuh)
never switched up
lucky i’m biting my tongue
[hook]
blood on my t–th (yuh) i got blood on my t–th
talking so hot but all of its cheap
boy rockin’ the shirt lead the cavs in a sweep
my vision so red i can barely sleep
my vision so red i can barely sleep
my vision so red i can barely sleep
my vision so red i can barely sleep
blood on my t–th. i got blood on my t–th
[verse two]
make it make sense
two face ass b-tches call ya’ll harvey dent
lying and sh-t got the whole story bent
i said what i said i meant what i meant
said they loving my accent
i been lower than deep ends
losing myself on the weekends geeking
f-ck sneaking
even with my cross earring
know i’m loving your melanin
your pizzaz i’m more jem
love my records distorted
f-ck my problems
i’m stone cold like steve austin
all of them dogs
talking like brain
[hook]
blood on my t–th. got blood on my t–th
talking so hot (yuh) but all of its cheap
boy rockin the shirt lead the cavs in a sweep
my vision so red i can barely sleep
my vision so red i can barely sleep
my vision so red i can barely sleep
my vision so red i can barely sleep
blood on my t–th. i got blood on my t–th
[verse three]
hands full got my red hood
i’m holding dual pistols
rush sh-t like the rents due
red clothes got the red moon
slept on me past noon
french b-tch said “deja vu”
break your walls down like jericho
sh-ts just that simple
keep calling me sinful
i just love who i love
i promise i don’t give a f-ck
i promise i don’t give a f-ck
i promise i don’t give a f-ck
we don’t need fake love
only place to go is up
taste on my t–th and it’s blood
[outro]
shh
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