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Red Velvet Lyrics - Artist : Bladee
[Yung Lean:]
(Holy)
Lean, Bladeecity

Bitch I'm in the black light street, cause it make sense
If it don't add up, crush it, give it more ent
Come in with the Garbage Pail Kids, we some tyrants
Leave that shit to me, I take 'em out, I got a license
Drenched in snow, look like blow blow blow
Puerto Rican gold, just for my nose, nose, nose
Never ending story on the road, road, road
Me and Bladee gon' pop 'em like some toast, toast, toast (Lean!)

[Bladee:]
It's a movie man, SG, I make it three P
Bleed on me like Fiji, I'm trapped in 3D
It's me and Leany, gone, I feel like E.T
Easy, for you it was hard, for me it's easy
I make you see me, free your bitch, she geeky
Prada, no CC, old dog, you can't teach me
Cause you're not me, G, play you like a CD
I'm up at 8:30, chasing the feelings

[Yung Lean:]
Mouth filled with blood, now I got blood on my rug
Ten X-pills, ten bitches in the tub
Meals with my team and you crawling for the crumbs
I was born in the cave, baptized in the mud
Me and the gang in an Uber creepin' up
Two blunts up and two cups down
I'm done with the city, y'all some rats and some bums
Checks on checks, paper planes, tear it up

[Bladee:]
Fuck it, I make a movie with you, cut it
Sacrifice myself for you, now I'm bloody
I'm not a lover, man, I switch up to the other
I'm with Yung Lean, man, that's my fucking brother

[Yung Lean:]
Fuck it, BladeeCity, that's my brother
World War IV, got the twin towers busting
Fuck it, mixing bleach with my cousin
With the family, we stay loyal like the Russians

[Bladee:]
I'm crushing dirty pills up, I need a couple (30 pills)
Harry and Meghan, man, show you how much I love it
I want the trouble, straight pain, don't need a stunt double
Comfortable, middle of the winter, it feel like summer

[Yung Lean:]
Hop out, rockin' D

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