This is a song about "Bloods"

Got thugs after me like the bloods,

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax

‘cuz they choose colors of bloods and crips in gangs,

This young bloods got it in him/ the rhythm came through to this generation

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Young bloods really hate school but they study to rob

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

And their bloods trying make it work.

Bloods rushin and gushin from between your eyes

As your family dies, and my family rise

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

I rep yung bloods/ yeah dey get it right/ bez close yah eyes/ cuz my fame is bright/