Fire Red

I'm in hell where it's night all the time, where you at?
With the Kkkult, black whip, bitch I'm ridin' with that gat
Niggas not on shit, they some hoes, yeah they sad
Pull up lookin' like bricks with yo' hoe, now you sad
Niggas don't got shit, niggas broke, get a bag
Labels got me on the phone, finna blow up, now you mad
Secret I got is some shit that you niggas never had
I ain't even hex that nigga, he jus' really doin' bad

See my chain on 10
But my ring thirteen
And my kicks three hundred
But they fire red 3's
I jus' spend, spend, spend
Cuz I like nice things
I be slumped off wins
Bitch, I stopped sippin' lean
I control the wind
Drain the world with a breeze
I'll bring my world here
Bitch I don't gotta leave
I'll bring my world here
Bitch I don't gotta leave
I'll bring my world here
Bitch I don't gotta leave



Credits
Writer(s): James Dear
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