Lyrics:
a murder scene, it's only red
Pull up in a Ford and make them focus
She a Treesha, I can't fuck her with no Trojan
I don't need her, I get bitches by
shootin around
If my niggas gonna slide
Know that i'm down to ride
My brothers know I stay ten toes down
GodFather spliff bussin
Haters they never
Nothing but love for the bandits, far and wide, I've always been an outlaw, on the run from the Pinkertons, we'll be gone by the morning, gonna get my Red
leave you thorny crowned
Crucify, getting shitted by your own
The universe, everywhere I roam is my home
To some, I suppose, uranium explode
Leaving kids
Fuck em duck em I'm not breathin'
Air into my lungs
Fuckin' grab the tech nine
No way to stop mine
Just screamin' fuck life
With the devil red eyes
lost three buckets
Fuck it, you keep dying, I'm into red diamonds
Rob me, bitch, I have your whole hood crying
Lighting candles on the street like,
trying to stop me
Fuck the opps,Damn bruh!
Like I'm "young goddy"
Red flag,red flag,red flag,Red flag
Oh yeah all them red flags
You got ghosted shouldn't
The bitter crybaby
Goes to a party
My sweetened words come out of blue light slurs
Elevator rides
Red eyes
Best of friends; maybe not tonight
I hope
niggas put fear in my heart
We only fear going broke
And none of you niggas put fear in my heart
We cut your head by the throat
Never would hang with you
We got the top down, cruising on a backroad
Southbound, never do what we're told
Like Peter Pan, we're never gonna grow old
No No No No No No
They
stop
Why would I stop, why would I stop
Why would I stop, why would I stop
I gotta keep going so why would I stop
Can tell by my drive that my tires
night to spend
On the 4th of July
We're never gonna stop
On the 4th of July
We've got all night, all night, all night to rock
On the 4th of July
to the ceilin' and my head won't stop spinnin'
Wake? No
Fake? No
Gimme some tech-no
Change it up and let me know
I will never let it go
Nervous girl in a big cruel
quarantine gon stop me
It ain't never never ever gon stop me
No quarantine gon stop me
It ain't never ever ever gon stop me
No quarantine gonna stop me
Ain't
(yeah)
One, two, unbuckle my-
Uh, yeah, uh
All these boppers wanna bop 'em, niggas wanna jock 'em
Not a red light or a city cop that can stop 'em
from a female (yeah)
But I'm a playa, ain't gonna tell you all the details (ahem)
What it entails is hard to say like sellin' seashells
By
motherfuckers out who want to rob me
You best to slob the knob G
You could never catch the great Bobby, indestructible
High producer production
Suck to the wall
waves, and French braids.
Labeled him sinner; look out for that motherfucker - he might rob ya.
Niggas come tatted up head in a body slang.
Well it's
rob ya
Niggas come tatted up head in a body slang
Well it's your nigga Big Bonna niggaz be creepin up on ya
Goin for the jugular, niggaz trying
Watch me until they stop me, bury, murder me or drop me
I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse. Feel me!
Little thug from the Land, nigga, never ran
drop
My shit is quakin got my rearview vibrating
Pulled up next to my gran momma at the red light got her wig shaking
Seeing purple is what I'm
I'm back like a rebel making trouble
I'm an Assassin, kickin ass on the double
No motherfucker alive's gonna stop me
So fuck you and your goddamn
is, nigga. Here it is. What you
gonna do with it?
Bizzy:
Well it must be close to the Armageddon, Lord. No, then I won't fly by
that lesson, you
Same hammer that I used on the
Porch to kill a man
Well he looked like a man but
His face was half gone
And his eyes were all red and
He was crawling
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