Lyrics:
the red 911, lookin' devilish (haha)
Red beam make a bitch nigga sit down (huh)
Thought it was bulletproof 'til he got hit the fifth time
Drop Palmolive
him with a gauge, gotta touch him with a gauge
Nigga think he fucked me, gonna get his ass sprayed
First I hit the weed bomb, fifth full of red rum
plumbing we're coming inside like sluts like Kimberly Drummond
You know the steez, I slay my prey, day by day
Kill yourself, on some euthanasia shit
Rockin
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
pleading the fifth
I'm putting all y'all on notice, bitch
Head to war, you bet I'm going all alone
I don't care if it's red or green, I'm gonna go
Not afraid
the Red Monkey Jeans? My shirt was made by Gino Green (Nice shirt)
My jewels was made by David Bling (David) They call me the underground king
Chain bling
I knew when I was young, when December fifth comes
Black Pete's the one the kids are getting gifts from
This custom caused a shit storm, there's
Hop out the chevy roll heavy no sense and a machete
Them boys from deep in the sticks keep a fo fifth at the ready
Shoulda known bitch I stay petty
Top of the morning
Thinking of you
Plan my day
My list of to do
Stop at the cleaners
Pick up my suit
Make reservations for two
Buy you some
the red 911, lookin' devilish (haha)
Red beam make a bitch nigga sit down (huh)
Thought it was bulletproof 'til he got hit the fifth time
Drop Palmolive
it reigns hot
Making necks snap back, like a slingshot
E hustle, and muscle my way in
Then tussle for days in, on my own with guns blazing
Not for
We hustle all day til' we break night (Uh)
Keep a Four-fifth in the safe tight
With a red beam like a break light (Huh)
Shorty was bad (Bad)
Her man
Dead by dawn swallow your soul
Similar to if I kick in your teeth: swallow a sole
You a dub
W Clan, y'all can swallow us whole
Or get snubbed with
Slide up inna Panorama panoramic picturing
Drive by wit clips shooting movies no premiering
I whip the jag at a red light I veer it
Ain't tryna be
and day
Seeds get to planting, and murder was planed, and
I stand by your door till the moment that you awake
Scavenger eyes, full of surprise
Felt my heart
ready for it
Last year, coulda signed for six figures, that ain't my story
'Cause one day, I'ma be rich, nigga, and give the glory to the most high
And by the wild beasts of the earth
When he opened the fifth seal
I saw under the altar
The souls of those who had been slain
Because of the word of God
how to live, ba-by
We're luxurious, like E-gyptian cotton
We're so rich in love, we're rollin', in cashmere
Got it in fifth gear, baby
Diamond in
I'm so out of my mind
Out of my mind
You are now listening to Katana
I'm so out of my mind
I'm so out of my mind
Some days I just don't wanna wake
Question for the the maker and it's aw yeah?
This the way it's supposed to be huh? Alright
Sippin'
On a glass of red wine
Right before bedtime
your gung ho got'cha niggas by your side
And the topic of your every conversation's let's ride
But let's take 5 and then put that shit aside
But you
the whole world
Uh be drink if life
Was a fifth
Life's a struggle it'll be ok
We gone all see rainy days
Gotta know the sun'll shine by faith
Born to rise
Little Red Riding Hood on her way
Become the Hero oft he Day!
A thousand miles of life later, fooled by hunters and traitors
But she is still okay, never
descendant, gold Jesus on my pendant
Got to pull it out for everyone that's in attendance
Okay, back in the day as a college park tenant
Still can't believe
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