RED Paint (Intro)
Just came up off a W, But no I can't get comfortable
Cause that's when niggas come for you and aint no one untouchable
Can't Fuck wit you, Specially if I know that work aint falling through
The streets man they been calling you I guess it's time I follow through
Hit em with the lowest numbers Wrap up all the clientele
Hitting sales, changing cells, Still getting, sending mail
Watching every close detail Cause these niggas known to fail
Then they'll tell, That's why we just get the cheese and cut the tales
We don't care what go you there Nigga why you standing here
Heard you brought your mans in here, Hope you niggas standing clear
Cause they gone holler, STAT and CLEAR
And Imma get some tattoo tears
Everything you niggas feared, I'm Everything you niggas aint
All I'm missing is a Tank but niggas know I got the rank
Free my Brothers out the clank, Speak against them get ya spanked
Whole bunch of yellow tape, Nigga this that Red Paint
Wrapped around the whip not a ne'er scratch or dare scrape
Check the plate, what it say
FSB
A nigga got a problem with it he can come check me
Got niggas checking wit me And I'm a tell them the fee
They gone do it like it was Free And they gone do it for Me!
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Cause that's when niggas come for you and aint no one untouchable
Can't Fuck wit you, Specially if I know that work aint falling through
The streets man they been calling you I guess it's time I follow through
Hit em with the lowest numbers Wrap up all the clientele
Hitting sales, changing cells, Still getting, sending mail
Watching every close detail Cause these niggas known to fail
Then they'll tell, That's why we just get the cheese and cut the tales
We don't care what go you there Nigga why you standing here
Heard you brought your mans in here, Hope you niggas standing clear
Cause they gone holler, STAT and CLEAR
And Imma get some tattoo tears
Everything you niggas feared, I'm Everything you niggas aint
All I'm missing is a Tank but niggas know I got the rank
Free my Brothers out the clank, Speak against them get ya spanked
Whole bunch of yellow tape, Nigga this that Red Paint
Wrapped around the whip not a ne'er scratch or dare scrape
Check the plate, what it say
FSB
A nigga got a problem with it he can come check me
Got niggas checking wit me And I'm a tell them the fee
They gone do it like it was Free And they gone do it for Me!
301
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Burrell
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