Red Shirt

Yea, Shh
Whooo, Yea

Best freshman out, no red shirt
I remember days I ain't have a net worth (Nah)
I'm only chasing the bread first (Whoo)
Stop all that running, I know that your legs hurt (Stop)
Give her orders, yea I am the general (Yeah)
Talking bout money, yeah yo shit is minimal (Small)
Moving a mountain like I was invincible (Shit)
Taking yo bitch, yeah Ima smooth criminal

Can't even focus right (Shhh)
Member them lonely nights, I wasn't sleeping right (Shit)
I need a trophy how much I been working (Yeah)
Stretchh going to the top for certain yea, Stop waiting
You ain't really better the world know you faking
I'm finna get money and then I'm escaping (Bye)
Stay away from the bullshit I know that you hating (Skrrt)
No clock on the wall no I don't got no time (Nah)
I'm taking yours and I'm still getting mine
Its never too late, you can't be behind (Go)
My viewing is straight, you tryna rewind
You'll never compare to the hills that I climbed (Bitch)
On top of the world
Can't be fucked with lil girl (Nah)
She make my toes curl when she suck it (Suck it)
You the only crab that is stuck in a bucket
They thinking I'm lightning, this beat I just struck it (Pow)

Best freshman out, no red shirt (Yes)
I remember days I ain't have a net worth (Shit)
I'm only chasing the bread first (Whoo)
Stop all that running, I know that your legs hurt (Stop)
Give her orders, yea I am the general
Talking bout money, yeah yo shit is minimal (Shh)
Moving a mountain like I was invincible
Taking yo bitch, yeah Ima smooth criminal (Shit)



Credits
Writer(s): Lawrence Owens
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