New Red Bottoms
They ain't even see this comin'
They be like where you been, everywhere nigga
I been after some money
You know hoe money show money
I got this here all off a bunny
Run up them racks okay, okay
If we do ten that's a bad day
Know I gotta trap with the AK
If a nigga want smoke
Don't choke, leave a nigga in the ashtray
Walked in with them racks like Serena and Venus
When it come to trap, shit I'ma genius
Glock 26 with a penis
I'm a wizard like Gilbert Arenas
With yo' bitch gettin' really well treated
Had to tell her, like hell she ain't need it
She tried to spit out my semen
I'ma need a freak bitch come clean it
Fuck with three sisters at the same damn time
Shoulda seen it
Like where the cash bitch? I need it
Hell of a bitch, I mean it
We got rolls, stash the dope in her cleavage
Made five bands off a bitch, didn't get to see her
In the county made her send it to my people
Fucked up, swear to God served my people
Was fucked up, I know I didn't give a damn
I couldn't even leave it to Beaver
So I gotta lay with my heater
The drank pour up with the leader
One deep, to me two-seater
Finna pick up yo' bitch, she a eater
Ay, ay new red bottoms
Nigga I'ma real block bleeder
Straight off the pot like ether
Had to let the hoe know off the top I don't need her
Tonight goin' up on the features
Fuck a rap nigga, I don't need him
Hell no I don't know these people
So I'm clutchin' on the strap like it's legal
Big demon I don't really like people
This a Glock, this is not desert eagle
Lookin' for the opps so I'm slidin' in the regal
Have my young nigga come pop for a feature
Glock on my waist, not no beeper
Servin' that butter, that pita
Have my youngins rob you for your sneakers
Now he fresh, it like hell, like it's Easter
I went up on the price on the feature
Hit his block, chopper sing like Alisha
And lil' bro still in the four posted up by the store
Tryna serve him a bow with his nina
All these diamonds too cold for a freezer
Nigga play in this bitch, then it's over
Walk in church you can smell my aroma
Baby nine should've came with a stroller
I came from the mud, niggas act like I ain't
Mama told me, "Don't crash" but I'm still tryna play
Why the fuck you ain't slide, niggas know why I stay
Makin' money off Ps that we got from the Bay
Seventeen I got caught on the lick with Lil' Teevo
But we didn't tell 'em nothin' so we made it out safe
Five six but I still get off any day, put that Glock on his ass
If he get in my face
Ay, ay, I be turnin' shit up, why they startin' me?
Press a button, start it up, fuck a car key
Baby Drake had to ride in a car seat
Still sellin' leads to that green like parsley
Lotta racks nigga, we livin' narley
Niggas scared on the low, where your heart be?
Brand new Benz 2020, ah park me
V8 chase a nigga down like Starsky
Had to let that hoe know I don't need her for shit
I been itchin' for money Iike a feen for a fix
I ain't worried 'bout a nigga, I ain't stressin' a bitch
He actin' too hard, tryin' not to act friendly
But I can see right through that nigga like Nikki
I came up the harder way just like Penny
(I can see right through you, nigga)
I'm too smooth with this shit I can't let a hoe trick me
Gotta make the first move before they can get me
Turn my bitch to a grinder like her name was Britney
When I crank up the Hemi' smoke come out the muffler
Momma knew Jello was always a hustler
I can get you the product just give me your custom
(What you want?)
This shit steady boomin', it jump like a rabbit
I sleep with a fifty round under my mattress
My life is a movie, it's so cinematic (it's so cinematic)
Like Lil' Toosie, a puzzle can't figure me out
I be fuckin' these hoes then I'm kickin' 'em out
If she talkin' too much put some dick in her mouth
You scared, go to church, better talk to Jehovahs
It's 24/8 marijuana my odour
Still watchin' for rats, I'm still watchin' for Kobies
I'm not tryna kick it, no I'm not a leg
I can't entertain what a fuck nigga said
At the end of the day I'ma get to the bread
Ay, ay new red bottoms
Nigga I'ma real block bleeder
Straight off the pot like ether
Had to let the hoe know off the top I don't need her
Tonight goin' up on the features
Fuck a rap nigga, I don't need him
Hell no I don't know these people
So I'm clutchin' on the strap like it's legal
Big demon I don't really like people
This a Glock, this is not desert eagle
Lookin' for the opps so I'm slidin' in the regal
Have my young nigga come pop for a feature
Glock on my waist, not no beeper
Servin' that butter, that pita
Have my youngins rob you for your sneakers
Now he fresh, it like hell, like it's Easter
Ay, ay, stand over the body
Now I got his blood on my sneakers
Forty go boom like a speaker
Murder gang bitch, I'm the reaper
I like to hit 'em up broad day
But my youngin a creeper
Take flight late night with the heater
Gettin' hot like a fever
He say he can't wait he be eatin'
Bay shot gang, I'm the leader
Gleezy a freak, she eat up and pop at your people
King of Texas nigga, play, I'm asleep
I ain't king of the murder but we never see 'em
King of my city I ain't showin' no pity
I ain't doin' no dissin', I'm an all-out pimp
Grabbed an AK or my AR pimp
What up, it's my friend Lil' A on the pill
Come get your B she all in my DMs
She say she want dick I'ma pay her to set 'em up
Get my youngin and sparkle to wet 'em up
Tried the beat before we knife
Tried the beat before we messed up
Start niggas spoke we got years, we got hit with that
Fuck the opps, drop the addy, I'm pushin' up
Murder gang, free smoke, try your luck
Ay, ay new red bottoms
Nigga I'ma real block bleeder
Straight off the pot like ether
Had to let the hoe know off the top I don't need her
Tonight goin' up on the features
Fuck a rap nigga, I don't need him
Hell no I don't know these people
So I'm clutchin' on the strap like it's legal
Big demon I don't really like people
This a Glock, this is not desert eagle
Lookin' for the opps so I'm slidin' in the regal
Have my young nigga come pop for a feature
Glock on my waist, not no beeper
Servin' that butter, that pita
Have my youngins rob you for your sneakers
Now he fresh, it like hell, like it's Easter
Ay, ay
They be like where you been, everywhere nigga
I been after some money
You know hoe money show money
I got this here all off a bunny
Run up them racks okay, okay
If we do ten that's a bad day
Know I gotta trap with the AK
If a nigga want smoke
Don't choke, leave a nigga in the ashtray
Walked in with them racks like Serena and Venus
When it come to trap, shit I'ma genius
Glock 26 with a penis
I'm a wizard like Gilbert Arenas
With yo' bitch gettin' really well treated
Had to tell her, like hell she ain't need it
She tried to spit out my semen
I'ma need a freak bitch come clean it
Fuck with three sisters at the same damn time
Shoulda seen it
Like where the cash bitch? I need it
Hell of a bitch, I mean it
We got rolls, stash the dope in her cleavage
Made five bands off a bitch, didn't get to see her
In the county made her send it to my people
Fucked up, swear to God served my people
Was fucked up, I know I didn't give a damn
I couldn't even leave it to Beaver
So I gotta lay with my heater
The drank pour up with the leader
One deep, to me two-seater
Finna pick up yo' bitch, she a eater
Ay, ay new red bottoms
Nigga I'ma real block bleeder
Straight off the pot like ether
Had to let the hoe know off the top I don't need her
Tonight goin' up on the features
Fuck a rap nigga, I don't need him
Hell no I don't know these people
So I'm clutchin' on the strap like it's legal
Big demon I don't really like people
This a Glock, this is not desert eagle
Lookin' for the opps so I'm slidin' in the regal
Have my young nigga come pop for a feature
Glock on my waist, not no beeper
Servin' that butter, that pita
Have my youngins rob you for your sneakers
Now he fresh, it like hell, like it's Easter
I went up on the price on the feature
Hit his block, chopper sing like Alisha
And lil' bro still in the four posted up by the store
Tryna serve him a bow with his nina
All these diamonds too cold for a freezer
Nigga play in this bitch, then it's over
Walk in church you can smell my aroma
Baby nine should've came with a stroller
I came from the mud, niggas act like I ain't
Mama told me, "Don't crash" but I'm still tryna play
Why the fuck you ain't slide, niggas know why I stay
Makin' money off Ps that we got from the Bay
Seventeen I got caught on the lick with Lil' Teevo
But we didn't tell 'em nothin' so we made it out safe
Five six but I still get off any day, put that Glock on his ass
If he get in my face
Ay, ay, I be turnin' shit up, why they startin' me?
Press a button, start it up, fuck a car key
Baby Drake had to ride in a car seat
Still sellin' leads to that green like parsley
Lotta racks nigga, we livin' narley
Niggas scared on the low, where your heart be?
Brand new Benz 2020, ah park me
V8 chase a nigga down like Starsky
Had to let that hoe know I don't need her for shit
I been itchin' for money Iike a feen for a fix
I ain't worried 'bout a nigga, I ain't stressin' a bitch
He actin' too hard, tryin' not to act friendly
But I can see right through that nigga like Nikki
I came up the harder way just like Penny
(I can see right through you, nigga)
I'm too smooth with this shit I can't let a hoe trick me
Gotta make the first move before they can get me
Turn my bitch to a grinder like her name was Britney
When I crank up the Hemi' smoke come out the muffler
Momma knew Jello was always a hustler
I can get you the product just give me your custom
(What you want?)
This shit steady boomin', it jump like a rabbit
I sleep with a fifty round under my mattress
My life is a movie, it's so cinematic (it's so cinematic)
Like Lil' Toosie, a puzzle can't figure me out
I be fuckin' these hoes then I'm kickin' 'em out
If she talkin' too much put some dick in her mouth
You scared, go to church, better talk to Jehovahs
It's 24/8 marijuana my odour
Still watchin' for rats, I'm still watchin' for Kobies
I'm not tryna kick it, no I'm not a leg
I can't entertain what a fuck nigga said
At the end of the day I'ma get to the bread
Ay, ay new red bottoms
Nigga I'ma real block bleeder
Straight off the pot like ether
Had to let the hoe know off the top I don't need her
Tonight goin' up on the features
Fuck a rap nigga, I don't need him
Hell no I don't know these people
So I'm clutchin' on the strap like it's legal
Big demon I don't really like people
This a Glock, this is not desert eagle
Lookin' for the opps so I'm slidin' in the regal
Have my young nigga come pop for a feature
Glock on my waist, not no beeper
Servin' that butter, that pita
Have my youngins rob you for your sneakers
Now he fresh, it like hell, like it's Easter
Ay, ay, stand over the body
Now I got his blood on my sneakers
Forty go boom like a speaker
Murder gang bitch, I'm the reaper
I like to hit 'em up broad day
But my youngin a creeper
Take flight late night with the heater
Gettin' hot like a fever
He say he can't wait he be eatin'
Bay shot gang, I'm the leader
Gleezy a freak, she eat up and pop at your people
King of Texas nigga, play, I'm asleep
I ain't king of the murder but we never see 'em
King of my city I ain't showin' no pity
I ain't doin' no dissin', I'm an all-out pimp
Grabbed an AK or my AR pimp
What up, it's my friend Lil' A on the pill
Come get your B she all in my DMs
She say she want dick I'ma pay her to set 'em up
Get my youngin and sparkle to wet 'em up
Tried the beat before we knife
Tried the beat before we messed up
Start niggas spoke we got years, we got hit with that
Fuck the opps, drop the addy, I'm pushin' up
Murder gang, free smoke, try your luck
Ay, ay new red bottoms
Nigga I'ma real block bleeder
Straight off the pot like ether
Had to let the hoe know off the top I don't need her
Tonight goin' up on the features
Fuck a rap nigga, I don't need him
Hell no I don't know these people
So I'm clutchin' on the strap like it's legal
Big demon I don't really like people
This a Glock, this is not desert eagle
Lookin' for the opps so I'm slidin' in the regal
Have my young nigga come pop for a feature
Glock on my waist, not no beeper
Servin' that butter, that pita
Have my youngins rob you for your sneakers
Now he fresh, it like hell, like it's Easter
Ay, ay
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Writer(s): Brandon Edward Pugh
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