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Yeah Ayy Like Smurkio, I'm signed to the streets This shit way too deep for peace Wait until my shooter gets released Blood money, wash it with the bleach (What?) Ayy, blood money, wash it with the— (Blood money, wash it with the—) Blood money, wash it with the bleach (Blood money, wash it with the—) Ayy, ayy I was still tryna find me I was still tryna find peace This shit way too deep for a treesh I know she's a 10, but she's a treesh Ayy, careful and I'm watchin' what I see Niggas, they done turned me to a beast This ain't how I wanted it to be You ever count a million on the sea? I tell ya, girl, it's all there, I see (All there) Spanish bitch convincing as can be She too good, she's convincin' me Miami, Biscayne coolin' I'll send a hit up on the beach 12 come, I tuck it in the seat All the opps are scared or they're deceased (Scared or they're deceased) Letras de cancionesBlood money, wash it with the bleach (Wash it with the bleach) Blood money, wash it with the bleach (Goddamn) Another nigga ain't another me Still I'd be the nigga if she leaves "Bird money", I can send a tweet Blood money, wash it with the bleach Time spent on a dimepiece Time spent in the Maldives 100-foot yacht in the ocean Pussy in the middle of the sea Yeah, blood money, wash it with my hands Drug money turned me into a man Stand 'em up, choppa with the legs Going ASAP, no Ri Leave 'em in the middle of the street Drug money, wash it with the bleach Wipe it down, put it on the East Hermès croc, Kelly on Eating good, pot belly on '42, no DeLeon Watch "Dynamite", Napoleon Air him out, no slow leaks I'm approaching all my proceeds Walk down on her, stampede Drug money, wash it with the bleach (Drug money, wash it with the bleach) Ayy, careful and I'm watchin' what I see Niggas, they done turned me to a beast This ain't how I wanted it to be You ever count a million on the sea? I tell ya, girl, it's all there, I see (All there) Spanish bitch convincing as can be She too good, she's convincin' me Miami, Biscayne coolin' I'll send a hit up on the beach 12 come, I tuck it in the seat All the opps are scared or they're deceased (Scared or they're deceased) Blood money, wash it with the bleach (Wash it with the bleach) Blood money, wash it with the bleach (Goddamn) From Letras Mania