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Blood On My Jeans Lyrics

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Juice WRLD - Blood On My Jeans Songtext

Damn, I tried to stop, oh
Baby (808 Mafia), baby (baby), baby (baby), babe
You literally are my everything (baby, Gezin)
Hah (baby)

Baby, I've been on the run (yeah)
But I would never run from your love (uh-uh)
If you feel on my dick, there's a gun (uh-huh)
Not right there, just a little above
I value my relationship, it's forever
But I've been cheatin' on the drugs (yeah)
Broke up with codeine, need a new plug (yeah)
Hit up Hot, raw pints, I need two of 'em (yeah)
Huh, lean, huh
Put Biscotti in my lungs, I'm smokin' green
Chopper on me, I don't talk, I just up the beam
Huh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave (yeah)
I ain't leave a clue on the scene (uh-uh)
Close range, so I got blood on my jeans (uh)

Saints Row cup, ain't no red in my lean (uh-uh)
Bankrolled up, I been swimmin' in green (uh-huh)
Still a blue face king
Benjamin Franklin come dirty and clean (let's go)
I know my haters hate to see me succeed
If they get the chance, they'll end up murderin' me
That shit got me laughin', haha
Kel-Tec get to rappin', grrah, grrah

Fuck nigga, I'm your father
Don't matter if you older
They say age is just a number
If that's the case, I'm way over
Than who? These niggas (uh-huh)
And these bitches that think that they get it (uh-huh)
For a backstage pass, she'll suck the dick (uh-huh)
Bitch, I got a bitch, better get you a ticket (uh-huh)
Walk through the night with my gun like a creep
On my shirt Maison Martin, my shoes double-C
I don't know what it's gonna take you to believe
I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you (ayy, ayy, ayy)
I ain't goin' nowhere, I ain't gon' leave you
You stuck with me, apologies for my fuckery

Baby, I've been on the run
But I would never run from your love
If you feel on my dick, there's a gun
Not right there, just a little above
I value my relationship, it's forever
But I've been cheatin' on the drugs (yeah)
Broke up with codeine, need a new plug (yeah)
Hit up Hot, raw pints, I need two of 'em (yeah)
Huh, lean, huh
Put Biscotti in my lungs, I'm smokin' green
Chopper on me, I don't talk, I just up the beam
Huh, let my gun bust a nut, then leave (yeah)
I ain't leave a clue on the scene
Close range, so I got blood on my jeans
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Album Legends Never Die (2020)

Juice WRLD
  1. 1.
    Anxiety (intro)
  2. 2.
    Conversations
  3. 3.
    Titanic
  4. 4.
    Bad Energy
  5. 5.
    Righteous
  6. 6.
    Blood on My Jeans
  7. 7.
    Tell Me U Luv Me
  8. 8.
    Hate the Other Side
  9. 9.
    Get Through It (interlude)
  10. 10.
    Life’s a Mess
  11. 11.
    Come & Go
  12. 12.
    I Want It
  13. 13.
    Fighting Demons
  14. 14.
    Wishing Well
  15. 15.
    Screw Juice
  16. 16.
    Up Up and Away
  17. 17.
    The Man, the Myth, the Legend (interlude)
  18. 18.
    Stay High
  19. 19.
    Can’t Die
  20. 20.
    Man of the Year
  21. 21.
    Juice WRLD Speaks From Heaven (outro)
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