This is a song about "My blood niggas"

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

With my niggas in the back

I know your man ain't lovin you right

My niggas doesnt like your type,

Plottin' don’t even worry

Blood on my palms, it haunts me

Blood everywhere and my bike was stolen.

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

"damn this niggas ragin" it's raining blood you mistaken

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them