[Chorus]
L-Lately, I been asking "What would Yeezy do?" (Yeah)
So I fucked yo bitch in some Yeezy boots (Yeah)
Lately, I been asking "What would Yeezy do?" (Yeah)
So I fucked yo bitch in some Yeezy boots (Yeah)
Blood on the, blood on the leaves (Yeah)
Blood on the, blood on the leaves (Yeah)
Blood on the, blood on the leaves (Yeah)
Blood on the, blood on the leaves (Yeah)
Blood on the leaves, blood on the leaves
It's blood on the leaves, It's blood on the leaves

[Verse 1]
Evеrybody lying, so I'm back for mine and everybody dying (Yеah)
N***a, stop yo crying, there is no defying, here's a A for trying (Yeah)
I dig it like I'm mining, I'll be rottweiling, they just dogpiling (Yeah)
The king, I'm in my finest, but I'm bringing violence, they just sitting quiet
It's time for the get back, bitch ass n***as gotta give my shit back
See, I took time to kick back, I'm sick that all you could make was some diss tracks
On God, they up in the garden, n***a, 'On Guard!', sharper than a sword
N***a, send these frauds to the cemi', dark, n***a, run em off, n***a, send the guard (N***a)
[?] 'cause was y'all thinking I would crying forever and never get better, is y'all drinking?
Is y'all ink on your final will? Probably would if you knew how many n***as I was tryna kill
See these n***as got no kind of skill, but I been grinding still, I put yo hoe in designer hills
I was feeling like fuck the game, but I can't leave it to these little whoever's and young "what's they names?"
[Pre-Chorus 1]
What's they names?
N***a, what's they names?
I can't leave the game
To these young "what's they names"

[Chorus]
L-Lately, I been asking "What would Yeezy do?" (Yeah)
So I fucked yo bitch in some Yeezy boots (Yeah)
Lately, I been asking "What would Yeezy do?" (Yeah)
So I fucked yo bitch in some Yeezy boots (Yeah)
Blood on the, blood on the leaves (Yeah)
Blood on the, blood on the leaves (Yeah)
Blood on the, blood on the leaves (Yeah)
Blood on the, blood on the leaves (Yeah)
Blood on the leaves, blood on the leaves
It's blood on the leaves, It's blood on the leaves

[Verse 2]
I'm so disrespectful, I'm so instrumental, make this acapella(Shh)
Y'all some cocky fellas, caught in my propellers, chop like mozzarella
Rappers in my city I can't like, they wearing Martin Margiela
But they really Marbary's, all you n***as not colored
[?] I'm back on the fucking scene, young and fly like DC, n***a fuck you mean?
Most you n***as ain't touching cream, Off of rap, so you trap and you cover it up in scenes
And that wouldn't be fucking weak If you n***as was really the plug for the fucking green
But you ain't even hustling, but you struggling and you owing the plug for lean
Being king is a curse n***as, so I curse n***as, just prepare for the worst n***as
Haters pray for my hearse n***as, but they murk n***as if I gave them a verse, n***as
[Pre-Chorus 2]
I thought I told you rapper, I'm the fucking great (Yuh)
Slap a conscience rapper in his fucking face (Yuh)
I thought I told you rapper, I'm the fucking ape (Yuh)
I'll slap a mumble rapper in his fucking face (Yuh)

[Chorus]
L-Lately, I been asking "What would Yeezy do?" (Yeah)
So I fucked yo bitch in some Yeezy boots (Yeah)
Lately, I been asking "What would Yeezy do?" (Yeah)
So I fucked yo bitch in some Yeezy boots (Yeah)
Blood on the, blood on the leaves (Yeah)
Blood on the, blood on the leaves (Yeah)
Blood on the, blood on the leaves (Yeah)
Blood on the, blood on the leaves (Yeah)
Blood on the leaves, blood on the leaves
It's blood on the leaves, It's blood on the leaves