RedGang Lo - WTF
Real Trap
Don't fuck with niggas but they're black
Think before I act, militant, I'm moving tact
We just fuckin' on, get a tax
Stay boy, stay back
Getting hotter, I'm the top bitch
Y'all James Harden, they so rockin
But I don't fuck with you, so here's the truth
I really do this
I really do this shit
Y'all be chillin' but you too slow to pick up
What the fuck, what the fuck
I just spent my car cut
Gang don't do no one alone
We jump like double dutch
Nigga, I'm just stabbing on these niggas
Yeah, without a crutch
I, I spice my BBs
Make your daddy munch
New D-O-double G, I'm putting on these chains
It's a, it's a party, I'm taking it down
I ain't tryna hurt nobody
But I will, but I will
The way this car cut up, kill bills
Just got back from the car
I was ballin', UNC
Ballin' with my roadie kid
M-I-A, Miami, yeah
Can't hang with the gang
It's a major league
Baby, I only want one night
Love y'all, ha, ha
They can't dress
So they clickin' on my pay
I might go designer day
I might go custom made
Red gang, the army
R-P-G, grenade
Can we step up in that jet
I'm scared of Lupe
Lupe, Fiesta
I'm so not sure why they say that
Asshole
I'm a blue bitch, I'm a good one
H-U
Sojourn
Bitch, I did it first
D-O follow
Don't fuck with niggas but the guap black
Think before I act
Militant, I'm movie type
We just fuckin', I don't get a chance
Stay, boy, lay back
Gettin' hot now, I'm the top bitch
Y'all just hard at it, so rock it
I'm Marcus, he was my first
The truth, I really do this
What the fuck
What the fuck
I just spit my cup
Gang don't do no one a lot
We jump like double duds, nigga
I'm just stabbin' on these niggas
Yeah, without a cross
I, I spice my DV
Make your daddy money
New D-O, double G
I'm flyin' on these streets
It's against the party
I'm chokin' big
I ain't tryna hurt nobody
But I will, but I will
The way this car cut up
Kill this girl, girl, girl
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Written by:
Antonio Acklin
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