[Intro: Vory]
Yeah
Ayy
[Verse 1: Vory]
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
[Hook: Vory]
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)
[Verse 2: Tracy T]
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)
[Hook: Vory]
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)
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