Red Liquor
(Ha ha, uh uh uh, fuck here we go again, yeah, yah yah)
I'm sippin' on this red liquor, sippin' t'il I die
Wait
I'mma the next one to make it in my life
And this liquor help me thinking 'bout things I shouldn't like
Fuck shit I'm drowning bad, I got anchors on me right
I'm so heavy baby baby and my rap is steady steady
Please give me some money money or it will be bloody bloody
That's what I feel in my head
Like a bird inside a cage
My soul and my mind are dead
Yeah I fucking miss the rage
Gotta skrt up on the main
Henny flowing in my veins
Oh it's flooding and it rains
Pussy wetter than the rain
Caroussel with all the games
See the clowns inside a cage
Yeah my world is hella fake
But my world is fucking great
I see the angels on top of my head (my head)
Yeah they protect me from becoming dead (dead)
Why all the blood stains on top of your bed (bed)
Are becoming green like a tree plant in hell
The straps on your girl, she deserves a new man (new man)
I'm like a witch, I throw spells to your guests (your guests)
Fuck up the party and leave in a West (a West)
With the bests, we are set and we're praying to death
I know I'm lacking and I ain't the greatest
And sometimes I feel that I'm becoming faithless
I drink a 40 onces by my own, I'm reckless
Come to the party we gon' make a big mess
I'm sippin' on this red liquor, sippin' t'il I die
Wait
I'mma the next one to make it in my life
And this liquor help me thinking 'bout things I shouldn't like
Fuck shit I'm drowning bad, I got anchors on me right
I'm so heavy baby baby and my rap is steady steady
Please give me some money money or it will be bloody bloody
That's what I feel in my head
Like a bird inside a cage
My soul and my mind are dead
Yeah I fucking miss the rage
I'm sippin' on this red liquor, sippin' t'il I die
Wait
I'mma the next one to make it in my life
And this liquor help me thinking 'bout things I shouldn't like
Fuck shit I'm drowning bad, I got anchors on me right
I'm so heavy baby baby and my rap is steady steady
Please give me some money money or it will be bloody bloody
That's what I feel in my head
Like a bird inside a cage
My soul and my mind are dead
Yeah I fucking miss the rage
I'm sippin' on this red liquor, sippin' t'il I die
Wait
I'mma the next one to make it in my life
And this liquor help me thinking 'bout things I shouldn't like
Fuck shit I'm drowning bad, I got anchors on me right
I'm so heavy baby baby and my rap is steady steady
Please give me some money money or it will be bloody bloody
That's what I feel in my head
Like a bird inside a cage
My soul and my mind are dead
Yeah I fucking miss the rage
Gotta skrt up on the main
Henny flowing in my veins
Oh it's flooding and it rains
Pussy wetter than the rain
Caroussel with all the games
See the clowns inside a cage
Yeah my world is hella fake
But my world is fucking great
I see the angels on top of my head (my head)
Yeah they protect me from becoming dead (dead)
Why all the blood stains on top of your bed (bed)
Are becoming green like a tree plant in hell
The straps on your girl, she deserves a new man (new man)
I'm like a witch, I throw spells to your guests (your guests)
Fuck up the party and leave in a West (a West)
With the bests, we are set and we're praying to death
I know I'm lacking and I ain't the greatest
And sometimes I feel that I'm becoming faithless
I drink a 40 onces by my own, I'm reckless
Come to the party we gon' make a big mess
I'm sippin' on this red liquor, sippin' t'il I die
Wait
I'mma the next one to make it in my life
And this liquor help me thinking 'bout things I shouldn't like
Fuck shit I'm drowning bad, I got anchors on me right
I'm so heavy baby baby and my rap is steady steady
Please give me some money money or it will be bloody bloody
That's what I feel in my head
Like a bird inside a cage
My soul and my mind are dead
Yeah I fucking miss the rage
I'm sippin' on this red liquor, sippin' t'il I die
Wait
I'mma the next one to make it in my life
And this liquor help me thinking 'bout things I shouldn't like
Fuck shit I'm drowning bad, I got anchors on me right
I'm so heavy baby baby and my rap is steady steady
Please give me some money money or it will be bloody bloody
That's what I feel in my head
Like a bird inside a cage
My soul and my mind are dead
Yeah I fucking miss the rage
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Writer(s): Simard Julien
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