RED DEAD

Yeah Mhmm Mhmm Mhmmm Sliding out this shit I be talking about (Tekk) Yeah Mhmm Mhmm Mhmmm Mhmmm Mhmmmm Mhmmm My boy pocket rocket You know he gone pop it Yeah My boa pocket rocket You cant even stop it Yeah He fuck wit the wocky Gas for me Im rocking yeah Fuck boy in my spot Box him out like rocky Shout out to my cousin Popping big shit in the Dale I been stacking shit up to the roof Check the mail Why he snake his brother Loyalty you never sell You on that goofy shit can't tell When I needed you you bailed Mhm I aint involved with you niggas I aint involved with you bitches Im on the road to these riches Hop like a toad you aint with it Yo partner told he aint with it I'll never fold on my buisness I'll never fold If Im in it Mhmm When Im through you're dead As far as niggas gettin to the loot We fed Can tell it all by how the nigga move He scared I Get behind the beat and all I see Is red Is red You're dead Mhmm Mhmm Mhmm Mhmm Yeah Mhmm Mhmm Mhmm Mhmm Yeah I shoulda believed you When you told me Yeah fuck all that shit respect that you owe me Yeah Pussy nigga running where you going Yeah Im falling underneath the jungle hold me Get killed A bill A drill Upon us A mill A deal I feel It on me They Rob Or Kill Or steal for hundreds The East, will feast If you green dont be stunning Boy on god I was on Panola next to La Petite On god Toyata corallas up on every street On god Browns mill late at night Where niggas got in fights On god You know it isn't right So why you biting Boy you flaw Yeah I shoulda believed you When you told me Yeah fuck all that shit respect that you owe Me Yeah Pussy nigga running where you going Yeah Im falling underneath the jungle Hold me When Im through you're dead As far as niggas gettin to the loot We fed Can tell it all by how the nigga move He scared I Get behind the beat and all I see Is red Is red You're dead Mhmm Mhmm Mhmm Mhmm Yeah Mhmm Mhmm Mhmm Mhmm Yeah Mhmmm