Army Regime - City Red

I’ ma paint the city red for her
Love it when she in bag her cuz she in rare form
Got her own she needs somebody that’ll care for her
If she alone I’ll be somebody who is there for her
But she don’t got no time for all of you snake niggas
And she ain’t fucking with fake you bitches
We take our space you see the wraith ceiling
We on a mission till we make millions
We can vibe out
Pick a country fuck the money we could fly now
Came from tour so name a store that we can buy out
Because it’s time now
My baby drip I will assist that’s if it dries out
She the baddest need a time out
New McLaren a two-seater so we climb out
If you dare let’s do Tahiti we can vibe out
All black on black sand come and find out
That’s only if you need it
We could do the cash baby we could do the pieces
It really ain't no secret
If I said it then mean it
Mike Amiri denim got me feeling billy jeanish
The drip in my demeanor
Her scent do got me feening
She help me get the breesh give a fuck about you treeshes
All about my Doughs about my goals gotta reach em
We got matching hunger that it factor you can’t teach it
I’ ma paint the city red for her
Love it when she in bag her cuz she in rare form
Got her own she needs somebody that’ll care for her
If she alone I’ll be somebody who is there for her
But she don’t got no time for all of you snake niggas
And she ain’t fucking with fake you bitches
We take our space you see the wraith ceiling
We on a mission till we make millions
Ima paint the city red if a nigga try to violate
Hmm my eyes are red until they dilate
Hmm can’t be your man but I can try today
Hmm ain’t bout no bread them niggas gotta wait
Shorty fell in love with a gangster with a Ru nigga
Shake the room when I move feeling like a Woo nigga
Get a broom let it boom If she got a new nigga
With my whoops and my boo what you tryna do nigga
I don’t play about mine gotta take my time
You better take my life you tryna take our shine
I been married to money you can not take my bride
I been stuck to this honey I’m bout to make my
I’ ma paint the city red for her
Love it when she in bag her cuz she in rare form
Got her own she needs somebody that’ll care for her
If she alone I’ll be somebody who is there for her
But she don’t got no time for all of you snake niggas
And she ain’t fucking with fake you bitches
We take our space you see the wraith ceiling
We on a mission till we make millions

Written by:
Kennith Armstead

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