Red Dirt - See The Light
Red Dirt on the BeatMhm, aye, aye
What up, Dizzy, what you fuckin' with?
Late night walkin' through the hood
True, true
Late night walkin' through the hood niggas smokin' dust
On the phone with my shorty, she was talking bout my lust
Started a relationship just to see if I could bust
I kept talking to other bitches I was fuckin' up the trust
Told her ass I'm coming through, and I'll be there in an hour
Snuck right past my mom, she was too busy watching Power
Crank up the Double R it got lots of horsepower
Sprayed myself with that cologne I didn't need to take a shower
Brought a 20 dollar bill so I could stop and get some gas
Filled up the four-gallon tank with "E" I'm going fast
Rel called my phone, I told him I'm on the race bike
I'm on the way to my bitch crib so I can get right
12 out of nowhere pulled into the gas station
Burnt up and out that bitch like Red Dirt was on probation
Took a look behind me man I prayed the police ain't chasing
Nigga chase is a race, and if they chasing know I'm racing
Phone ringing pick it up told shorty that I'm gon be late
Let her know I'm around the corner can you please open the gate
Made a sharp right with the bike and hopped on the interstate
Dropped down a gear 40 rollin with an R8
Took off like a fuckin' rocket, money falling out my pockets
I can't wait to get there so I can close the door and lock it
Told my bitch when I get there that Ima break her back
Mama hit my line, and she said to me boy where ya at
Where ya at? Lil boy where your ass at?
Lil boy, where your ass at?
I dropped the line she ratted on me to my dad
Lil nigga where your ass at he sounding mad
What Ima do I ain't lying to my dad
He got my lo, he finna pop out drive past
My shorty ready told me gotta do it fast
They know Red a freaky nigga out to get some ass
Aye, Mhm
Aye, duh, duh, duh
It's the kid again, you can call me Dizzy man
And I fuck with Corn but don't take me for Corn Dizzy man
Red the second born, remember when my hair was frizzy man
I don't fuck with codeine like to keep my Sprite fizzy man
I be pouring up that clean sprite, not that dirty sprite
Double R be bloody red that GTR be pearly white
Yea I'm on a bike remember walking through them murky nights
Let a nigga try me through the night and he won't see the light
Remember when I threw that left hook that boy done went night night
I don't like to fight I throw that left it ain't gon leave him right
She don't like it fast cuz her shit tight but slow strokes what I like
When I lay the pipe I finish on the back, look like a stripe
Skrt skrt, Red Dizzy, aye
FG, Ferris Ave Posse
FG be the gang, FG Baby
Red Dirt baby, aye
Written by:
Jeremy Higgs
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