Lyrics Xavier Wulf – Bladez

Ethelwulf:
Fuck the police, fuck the police
I’mma smoke my weed
Fuck the police, fuck the police

I’m swangin’ around the corner like a nigga tryna’ get away
But I’m all good, I’m just tryna’ get to my partner place
Blunts finna’ be rolled, you should see the grin up on my face
And girls hitting me up, like baby can we blow today
You know I’m told ’em yeah, cause they exotic and they rare
And all of them only wear their own damn hair
I’m good in my hood but it’s the jungle like the woods
I’d help you if I could, but I won’t cause I shouldn’t
And all you niggas lame if you still out here shooting
I’d rather throw these hands and beat a bitch nigga stupid
Then ride with my dog to the goddamn mall
But just to get some food, cause I don’t shop for shit at all
At the most I’ll buy some draw’s, black or white tee but that’s all
I ain’t tryna’ take no calls, bitch don’t bother me at all
I’m limited on flaws and my power off the wall
When I pull out Chiyoko, I’m cutting these sucka’s off

Chris Travis:
Coming straight down on you sucka’ motherfucker’s tryna’ test my clique
East Memphis niggas and you know we gonna represent
Yeah ho, yeah ho, yeah bitch we, we the shit
Lollipop ass niggas, y’all just a bunch of licks
Everywhere I go, niggas always tryna’ slide some shit
Quarter ounce ass nigga, claim he move a bunch of bricks
Had to hit the store, cause my ho was acting like a bitch