Blood on the Leaves Freestyle

You know, you know
Free the fucking bandit's, man
You know man, free the T's man
T's up or 3's up
(Ayy, 2300 Beats, going crazy) look
(Blood on the leaves)

And if I saw anything, get wet
The mandem can't wait for the nets
So he jump out gang, tryna see man-
(Bleed) drill done, then I go to my
Ex, it was cowgirl boo, when I make out-
Tryna cuff a young man, oh please
I was sitting in the trench, no P's
On the streets, better start off your element
(Blood on the leaves) , C9 with the rambo
Man it's elegant
He can't lack around here, man
It's evident, 1-1 moves
See the gang get rеlevant (Bleed)
Don't run, don't slip
Bando kush the one with thе fins on hip
(Bleed)
3 Gangz, 3 J, 3 Trickz with the meddling
Kids tryna take them risk (Let's go)
Tryna take them risk
(Blood on the leaves) , take
Them strips, well I eat
Wanna shit them hit's
Got mistress cuffed for the grain
It's lit, hands on
That MAC got the ting on- (Me)
I'm involved in the streets
These people can't stop
For the feds wanna bush out
Syria S, you know the gang cleaning
The boy can't do like weed
Hands on the back
(Blood on the leaves) , you know the man's
Paddling, had a leg on my shoulder, elephant
Burn in bit's, yea, she wanting everything
Sweet like bow with the midterm
Couple 3's, no RIP
But the grand hill starts in the middle
(Let's get it, let's get it) nah
We don't leg that 3s (Blood on the leaves)

From OT and T shit
Man, from serious S shit, man
Free the fucking bandit's, man
3 Trickz, 3, 3 CZ, 3 J1 trust me man
T's have turned into fucking freezer
You know, man look

I need this shorty, like L about
(Blood on the leaves) , don't ya?
Old school, you used to slide in the Focus
(Skrrt)
And the gang disappearing, no hocus, pocus
Spot a boy dead on roasting
Spot a boy dead on smoking
I diddibop there, when I heard he got folded
I mean, I do no facts, like Logan
6 bullets in your opp blood
What you holding? (Grata, grata)
T's up in the grill
(Blood on the leaves) , now I stop, the
Dancing folk with the mandem know this (Woi
Woi)
Can't come here if you rock with the opps
We do a son, then fancy a Jordan
I get a call from the drop, now I'm rolling
6 man squash in the things, no mourning
Old school tactics, do it like Trojan
We got the bitch in the pitch, no folding
(Blood on the leaves)
And I'm with the same gang, that's we
(Ting, ting)
Old school on the block, throwing 3's up
I'm nothing like knots when I told man-
Had a girl one time in the room, had
The mum come in, drop the pit's, and-
HP cam and the girl turn free
Then the nigga, my bros, not weak
M on the block, with a man like Mitch
I got a steal with the blick, can't glitch
Alhamduillah, if I make this trip, if not
Can Teez? She's doing it like Trickz
Things, doing it for the bread, mans
Cattin', I need that pattern
I need that liz
Miss, roll the man there, still
Chattin', the mans stay ratting
They ain't on piss
Blood on the leaves (Woi, woi)

Fucking T man free up S, man
Free the fucking bandit's, man
Fuck the fucking opps, you know?