[Lyric] Blood on the Leaves Freestyle (T1 (Silwood))

[Intro]
You know, you know
Free the fucking bandits, man
You know man, free the T's man
T's up or 3's up (Ayy, 2300 Beats, going crazy)
Look
(Blood on the leaves)

[Verse 1: T1]
And if I saw anything, get wet
The mandem can't wait for the nets, so he jump out gang, tryna see man- (Bleed)
Drill done, then I go to my ex, it was cowgirl boo, when I make out-
Tryna cuff a young man, oh please, I was sitting in the trench, no P's
On the streets, better start off your element (Blood on the leaves), C9 with the rambo, man its elegant
He can't lack around here, man, its evident, 1-1 moves, see the gang get rеlevant (Bleed)
Don't run, don't slip, bando kush the one with thе fins on hip (Bleed)
3 Gangz, 3 J, 3 Trickz with the meddling, kids tryna take them risk (Let's go)
Tryna take them risk (Blood on the leaves), take them strips, well I eat, wanna shit them hits
Got mistress cuffed for the grain, its lit, hands on, that MAC got the ting on- (Me)
I'm involved in the streets, these people can't stop, for the feds wanna bush out
Syria S, you know the gang cleaning, the boy can't do like weed
Hands on the back (Blood on the leaves), you know the man's paddling, had a leg on my shoulder, elephant
Burn in bits, yea, she wanting everything, sweet like bow with the midterm
Couple 3's, no RIP, but the grand hill starts in the middle (Let's get it, let's get it)
Nah
We don't leg that 3s
(Blood on the leaves)
[Bridge:T1]
From OT and T shit
Man, from serious S shit, man
Free the fucking bandits, man
3 Trickz, 3 [?], 3 CZ, 3 J1
Trust me man, T's have turned into fucking freezer
You know, man
Look

[Verse 2:T1]
I need this shorty, like L about (Blood on the leaves), don't ya?
Old school, you used to slide in the Focus (Skrrt)
And the gang disappearing, no hocus, pocus
Spot a boy dead on roasting
Spot a boy dead on smoking
I diddibop there, when I heard he got folded
I mean, I do no facts, like Logan
6 bullets in your opp blood, what you holding?(Grata, grata)
T's up in the grill (Blood on the leaves), now I stop, the dancing folk with the mandem know this (Woi, woi)
Can't come here if you rock with the opps
We do a son, then fancy a Jordan
I get a call from the drop, now I'm rolling
6 man squash in the things, no mourning
Old school tactics, do it like Trojan
We got the bitch in the pitch, no folding
(Blood on the leaves)
And I'm with the same gang, that's we (Ting, ting)
Old school on the block, throwing 3's up, I'm nothing like knots when I told man-
Had a girl one time in the room, had the mum come in, drop the pits, and-
HP cam and the girl turn free, then the nigga, my bros, not weak
M on the block, with a man like Mitch
I got a steal with the blick, can't glitch
Alhamduillah, if I make this trip, if not, can Teez? She's doing it like Trickz
Things, doing it for the bread, mans cattin', I need that pattern, I need that liz
Miss, roll the man there, still chattin', the mans stay ratting, they ain't on piss
Blood on the leaves (Woi, woi)
[Outro]
Fucking T man
Free up S, man
Free the fucking bandits, man
Fuck the fucking opps, you know?