HIDEOUT
Fijimacintosh, Trippie Redd
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(Loesoe goin' crazy) (Sil on the beat too) Yeah, expansions in the mansion, that's my hideout F*ck the bitch, she kiss and tell, I gave her timeout Out here gettin' paper, bitch, I'm on the grind now Hella F&Ns and drums when we slide out Foenem brazy, just got home and wanna ride out Make you meet your maker, f*ck your soul, we take it Woke up in the mornin', bitches makin' eggs and bacon Makin' multi-millions while you niggas makin' statements Makin' love to your bitch and makin' what you can't make Niggas love talkin' shit until they cannot talk no more I got love in the city, but I cannot love a ho Out the country and shit with a bad lil' model ho Rockin' red like I'm Santa, red and black carbon, red bandana Infrared beam in a red 'Rari, took the Red Eye from a red carbon F*ck a red bone with a red heart, took the red pill, now I'm heartless Mr. Redd don't give a f*ck, you know that nigga came from darkness Mr. Redd don't give a f*ck, that boy'll turn you to a carcass Is you actin' tough with me? Lil' bitch, is you retarded? Pussies reachin' for the top the most will hit the ground the hardest She wanna suck my sword because she say that I'm the sharpest I'm the dark knight, bitch, in some bright ice, bitch This a gang, not a clique, fully auto with that switch Yeah, expansions in the mansion, that's my hideout F*ck the bitch, she kiss and tell, I gave her timeout Out here gettin' paper, bitch, I'm on the grind now Hella F&Ns and drums when we slide out Foenem brazy, just got home and wanna ride out Make you meet your maker, f*ck your soul, we take it Catch an opp and turn to bacon, assalamualaikum This a game of lemonade, she tell me, "What side you gon' pick?" Jigsaw a nigga, catch a pig, cut him limb from limb I just smoked a blunt of Runtz and landed on a fuckin' blimp (yeah) Only blue hundreds in my left pocket, nigga, I ain't bangin' Crip My young nigga ready to catch a stain and he'll do it anywhere That lil' petty shit you makin', we'll throw it in the air I bought my bitch new Chane-ne, she'll f*ck me anywhere (shit, goddamn) My bitch boujee, look at my fingernails before I put 'em in her (yeah) Why the f*ck this nigga mad at me? His bitch under my picture I could really post the shit, it make you mad and make you bicker I got a bag and it's way bigger I'm on they ass, I know they can feel it Balenci' boots and Rick the denim Lord, forgive me, I know I'm a sinner Fashion killer, codeine sipper Bitches beggin' to take down my zipper Pussy good, I might just tip her, yeah I don't smoke no Swisher Sweet, bitch, I'm rollin' RAW Organic Walk around the mansion with my chopper, I won't never panic (ayy) Yeah, expansions in the mansion, that's my hideout (ayy) F*ck the bitch, she kiss and tell, I gave her timeout Out here gettin' paper, bitch, I'm on the grind now (oh, okay) Hella F&Ns and drums when we slide out Foenem brazy, just got home and wanna ride out Make you meet your maker, f*ck your soul, we take it
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Written by: Cas van der Heijden, Michael Lamar White II, Sil Van Bebber, Tyvion Christian Harris, Vladislav Piasetskyi
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