Enphamus – Blood Like Suge Lyrics

Blood Like Suge – Enphamus Lyrics

Huh, golden (Damn, Maximus, this beat go crazy, brother)

Everything I touch turn to fuckin' gold, nigga

Long live the , nigga

Free , nigga, free , free

Golden

Face shot, won't be able to use his face ID he survive this shit (I'm tellin' you)

Bro sent me the beat, let's hop in the box, on Pete, I'ma slide this bitch (Come on)

When I say, "Get that dick out your ass," on God, you ridin' dick (Bitch)

Police got on me, threw my ten milly, I went back and found that bitch (True story)

If I get married, I'm gettin' a prenup, bitch, you found me rich (Fuck you thought?)

We goin' to , we splittin' that shit, don't care if I found that lick (Fifty-fifty)

We big four-five, put on for the hood, I wish George Zimmerman would (Wa-blam)

This country ho just called me "Cuh," bitch, I'm a Blood like Suge (Blatt)

We back at the spot, I'm takin' her down, on God, I fuck with (I fuck with )

I'm not bipolar, bitch, I'm out my mind and misunderstood (On God)

got a few more months 'til he back on the street, back bangin' for BB (Bangin' for BB)

I was just on the East end, with Brandon and Keke (Let's eat)

Skrilla told his bitch that he gon' rob me, he ain't never pull up ain't meet me (Pussy)

Ho want my pape', keep hoein' my shit, if you ain't tryna fuck, delete me (I'm payin')

When you see me, I got on red, I look like Larry the Lobster ()

We tapped his top now he gotta shave his dreads like NLE Choppa (Come here)

Now he on a walker, he gotta learn to walk again like a toddler (He sped)

Bitch, we from Georgia, think shit sweet like a peach, get turned to cobbler

Face shot, won't be able to use his face ID he survive this shit (I'm tellin' you)

Bro sent me the beat, let's hop in the box, on Pete, I'ma slide this bitch (Come on)

When I say, "Get that dick out your ass," on God, you ridin' dick (Bitch)

Police got on me, threw my ten milly, I went back and found that bitch (True story)

If I get married, I'm gettin' a prenup, bitch, you found me rich (Fuck you thought?)

We goin' to , we splittin' that shit, don't care if I found that lick (Fifty-fifty)

We big four-five, put on for the hood, I wish George Zimmerman would (Wa-blam)

This country ho just called me "Cuh," bitch, I'm a Blood like Suge