N2Sap - Bruise Clues

We just got a letter
We just got a letter
We just got a letter
We just got a letter
Wonder who its from

Knock Knock open that door alright

Knock knock open that door lil bitch
Running to the cash now,

Me and gang got rich

Make that boy fall on the floor,

He finna twitch

Got a new gun with extendedo,
Call it 50 clip
Got my boys in the back masked,
If you think you tough
Orange and brown Yeezys on,
Look like Reese cups
Bitch you is not hard,
You hang wit the pups
Pulled up on yo nerdy ass,
And you said aw shucks
Two bad bitches on my left and
Right, call em Twix
Brotha out the traphouse,
Selling all dem bricks
Made it back to New York,
Courtside watching Knicks
You on them joysticks boy,
You don't tote no stick
Pulled up my left sleeve
Got a bag full of tricks
But I don't do magic,
This tommy automatic
I can see in yo face
That you about to panic
I pour a four, out the drawer,
And think I'm bout to snore
Grown man status,
Pull a 100 out my Mike amiris
Knock yo ass with one punch,
Is you fucking serious? (fatality)
Knock knock open that door lil bitch
Running to the cash now,
Me and gang got rich
Make that boy fall on the floor,
Now he finna twitch
Got a new gun with extendo,
Call it 50 clip
Got my boys in the back masked,
If you think you tough
Orange and brown Yeezys on,
Look like Reese cups
Bitch you is not hard,
You hang wit the pups
Pulled up on yo nerdy ass
And you said aw shucks
Yo bitch say she addicted to me
Like her nicotine
Like a walking puddle,
The fit so slippery
The way your bank account looking,
Man its sickening
Start taking notes if you tryna score,
The way I'm dribbling
Big ass cuban on my neck,
Got me shivering
These diamonds buffs on my face,
They glittering
The way you rap your songs,
Man that shit is sickening
Got the laser on yo forehead,
That shit is glistening
Hit you off the fuckin map
And wont leave a clue
Beat yo face in so badly,
Yeah you black and blue
Leave a scar on your face,
Call it ah tattoo
Bullets comin at you so hot,
You turn into stew
You know what the fuck goin on
Banom cooked this one
Knock knock open that door lil bitch
Running to the cash now,
Me and gang got rich
Make that boy fall on the floor,
Now he finna twitch
Got a new gun with extendedo,
Call it 50 clip
Got my boys in the back masked,
If you think you tough
Orange and brown Yeezys on,
Look like Reese cups
Bitch you is not hard,
You hang wit the pups
Pulled up on yo nerdy ass,
And you said aw shucks
Thanks Mailbox

Written by:
Nathan Stevens

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