Текст песни Blood in My Soda - Taz

Hold up hold up, everyday bitch I′m coked up.
Needed to get that mota, vation to go and blow up,
Everybody's speakers when they hear it and they bros up.
When I ain′t got no codeine, I'm pouring blood in my soda.
Hold up hold up, everyday bitch I'm coked up.
Needed to get that mota, vation to go and blow up,
Everybody′s speakers when they hear it and they bros up.
When I ain′t got no codeine, I'm pouring blood in my soda.
No luck, no tucks, backwards smoking goes up,
Smoke alarms go off in the dark,
Dogs start barking where′s my holster?
Broke up, so tough, now you know how it goes huh?
Now you know how it feels to go each day bein' a loner.
Never look over my shoulder, never be in my corner.
Dropping these tapes like back to back,
But nothing ever get doper if I said it
Then I meant it, and fuck no I don′t regret it.
I know you take one look at me and your heart feel weird resentment
Boy, I don't wanna see no faces unless their last name is Franklin.
A hundred in my wallet my pants feelin′ like they can't take it.
They hate that I might blow up
I'm hoping that they show up to my shows and drop
Down to their knees so I can look at them and say
Hold up hold up, everyday bitch I′m coked up.
Needed to get that mota, vation to go and blow up,
Everybody′s speakers when they hear it and they bros up.
When I ain't got no codeine, I′m pouring blood in my soda.
Hold up hold up, everyday bitch I'm coked up.
Needed to get that mota, vation to go and blow up,
Everybody′s speakers when they hear it and they bros up.
When I ain't got no codeine, I′m pouring blood in my soda.