Lyrics No Bleedin - Vince Staples
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You're
listening
to
Big
Boy's
Neighborhood
Head
on
a
swivel,
no
bleedin'
me
Head
on
a
swivel,
no
bleedin'
me
Head
on
a
swivel,
no
bleedin'
me
Bleedin'
me,
bleedin'
me
(Oh
no,
cuz)
Head
on
a
swivel,
no
bleedin'
me
Head
on
a
swivel,
no
bleedin'
me
Head
on
a
swivel,
no
bleedin'
me
Bleedin'
me,
bleedin'
me
Dead
homies,
where
they
at?
We
be
slidin'
with
the
wop
Dead
homies,
see
the
rat
He
be
sidin'
with
the
cops
Dead
homies,
where
they
at?
Don't
be
hidin'
with
a
sack
Dead
homies
gettin'
slick
If
you
actin'
out
of
pock'
Feds
on
me,
hit
the
gate
Double
back
and
hit
the
block
Feds
on
me,
skippin'
state
I'ma
buy
another
spot
Bread
on
me
for
the
case
I
ain't
never
gettin'
caught
And
if
you
win,
I'll
take
it
on
the
chin
And
take
it
to
the
box,
dead
homies
Head
on
a
swivel,
no
bleedin'
me
Head
on
a
swivel,
no
bleedin'
me
Head
on
a
swivel,
no
bleedin'
me
Bleedin'
me,
bleedin'
me
(Oh
no,
cuz)
Head
on
a
swivel,
no
bleedin'
me
Head
on
a
swivel,
no
bleedin'
me
Head
on
a
swivel,
no
bleedin'
me
Bleedin'
me,
bleedin'
me
I
want
whatever
that
you
want,
let's
get
it
brackin'
Ain't
with
that
talkin'
bullshit,
I
want
that
action
I
need
it
all
up
front,
that's
what
I
want
Play
and
get
stumped,
I
get
active
No
I
cannot
stay
in,
I
go
dumb
outside
I
keep
my
hand
on
a
cup
of
ice
Know
I'm
with
the
shits,
I
pull
up,
I
slide
When
the
drama's
high,
I
pull
homicide
Click,
clack,
bang,
bitch,
I
stay
dangerous
You
can't
be
friendly
when
you
bangin'
Pushin'
hard
lines,
talkin'
brass,
bitch
Talkin'
reckless
all
up
on
the
net,
bitch
Head
on
a
swivel,
no
bleedin'
me
Head
on
a
swivel,
no
bleedin'
me
Head
on
a
swivel,
no
bleedin'
me
Bleedin'
me,
bleedin'
me
(Oh
no,
cuz)
Head
on
a
swivel,
no
bleedin'
me
Head
on
a
swivel,
no
bleedin'
me
Head
on
a
swivel,
no
bleedin'
me
Bleedin'
me,
bleedin'
me
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