Red Light
I made 30 from the west
New mink straight from france
Cuban diamonds dance
Down bad in the freezing cold
Abstract he in sicko mode
He guaranteed to be the be
The best rapper and the lord knows
Doing showcases and paid shows
I'm getting up and get free clothes
With my wrist froze
Filling up my nose
Doing 1:1 billboard ratios
Imma sick rhymer
Still a minor
Your a 2 timer
Leaning back recliner
All these other rappers hate on me
But the world they live in is make believe
What is you talkin bout
Talking bout talk it out
What we gone talk about
Fa fa fa
That is the chopper sound
Jump around ground and pound
Headed west bound
Get yo money up
Not yo funny up
Why you running up
Boy i'm the champion
You are just the runner up
They asked me "why you going hard boy you just a jit?"
You are not a friend of mine you all up in the mix
Pull up
Hit
Dip
In the suburbs don't hit licks yea
Watching Netflix
Big bros they carry chopsticks
Team DMV on my back
Team DMV on the map
Yah diamonds they fake boy no cap
Everybody from DC wanna rap
I wear durag no waves
You ran down I'm unscaved
Run up you digging your grave
Watch yo mouth around me you better behave
Huh?
New mink straight from france
Cuban diamonds dance
Down bad in the freezing cold
Abstract he in sicko mode
He guaranteed to be the be
The best rapper and the lord knows
Doing showcases and paid shows
I'm getting up and get free clothes
With my wrist froze
Filling up my nose
Doing 1:1 billboard ratios
Imma sick rhymer
Still a minor
Your a 2 timer
Leaning back recliner
All these other rappers hate on me
But the world they live in is make believe
What is you talkin bout
Talking bout talk it out
What we gone talk about
Fa fa fa
That is the chopper sound
Jump around ground and pound
Headed west bound
Get yo money up
Not yo funny up
Why you running up
Boy i'm the champion
You are just the runner up
They asked me "why you going hard boy you just a jit?"
You are not a friend of mine you all up in the mix
Pull up
Hit
Dip
In the suburbs don't hit licks yea
Watching Netflix
Big bros they carry chopsticks
Team DMV on my back
Team DMV on the map
Yah diamonds they fake boy no cap
Everybody from DC wanna rap
I wear durag no waves
You ran down I'm unscaved
Run up you digging your grave
Watch yo mouth around me you better behave
Huh?
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Writer(s): Abstract
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