Red Light Green Light
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
Hop inside the coupe, I swerve
I'm on top, on top of birds
Hit that pussy where it hurt
Block so hot, it gonna burn
Keep on playing, you get murked
I ain't talking bout Murky
Niggas ain't gone murk me
Niggas ain't gone burn me
Nigga say that I ain't shit
30k, no lick of promo
She say this her first time
When really she a pro hoe
Should've gotten you a glock
When I shot you from the get-go
Get the fuck up off the ground
Nigga, I'll make sure you die slow
Bitch I'm balling, you falling
And all these bitches, yeah they keep on calling
My phone
Told that bitch leave me 'lone
Told that bitch watch her tone
Ha, break her bone, huh
Choppa blow his back, starting to think that shit gay, nigga
She don't got me saved in her phone but that J, nigga
Told that bitch to get the fuck off my line
She gone keep on calling and I press Decline
'Cline, 'cline, 'cline, 'cline, 'cline, 'cline, 'cline, 'cline
Got no time, time, time, time, time, time, time
For that crying
I told that bitch I love her, when I'm really fucking lying
Yeah she say that she gone leave me
When I'd like to see her try
She gone pull up to my doorstep with all that crying
She gone pull up to that doorstep
Gucci she went buying
Choppa hit that nigga and his bitch, yeah it's Bi (Gang)
Choppa hit that nigga and he gotta say bye (Gang)
Choppa hit that nigga and he talk to his mama
Choppa hit that nigga and he going to the sky
If I'm dumb then bitch you dumber
On the block it feel like Summer
Don't like Beezy? That's a bummer
She don't ever call yo number
I'm dripping hard like Baby, Gunna
I ain't never did no running
I'm gone go at that red light
Stop at that green light
I don't like you pussy niggas, knife to a gun fight?
Shawty say that she a snack, I might have to take a bite
Lil' shawty say she like me, 'cause I'm a thief in the night
And she say that she would let me hit, I just might
I can't fuck with you niggas, 'cause you niggas like mice
When I fuck on that bitch, you know her pussy tight
When my dawg fight niggas he gone bite like Mike
Get my dog to watch yo dawg, nigga that's Watch Dogs
Be careful what you wish for, we sent him fog
If you feeling froggy, jump nigga, we don't judge frogs
We just shoot at these niggas, 'cause these niggas is frauds
I'm gone go at that red light
Stop at that green light
I don't like you pussy niggas, knife to a gun fight?
I'm gone go at that red light
Stop at that green light
I don't like you pussy niggas, knife to a gun fight?
Hop inside the coupe, I swerve
I'm on top, on top of birds
Hit that pussy where it hurt
Block so hot, it gonna burn
Keep on playing, you get murked
I ain't talking bout Murky
Niggas ain't gone murk me
Niggas ain't gone burn me
Nigga say that I ain't shit
30k, no lick of promo
She say this her first time
When really she a pro hoe
Should've gotten you a glock
When I shot you from the get-go
Get the fuck up off the ground
Nigga, I'll make sure you die slow
Bitch I'm balling, you falling
And all these bitches, yeah they keep on calling
My phone
Told that bitch leave me 'lone
Told that bitch watch her tone
Ha, break her bone, huh
Choppa blow his back, starting to think that shit gay, nigga
She don't got me saved in her phone but that J, nigga
Told that bitch to get the fuck off my line
She gone keep on calling and I press Decline
'Cline, 'cline, 'cline, 'cline, 'cline, 'cline, 'cline, 'cline
Got no time, time, time, time, time, time, time
For that crying
I told that bitch I love her, when I'm really fucking lying
Yeah she say that she gone leave me
When I'd like to see her try
She gone pull up to my doorstep with all that crying
She gone pull up to that doorstep
Gucci she went buying
Choppa hit that nigga and his bitch, yeah it's Bi (Gang)
Choppa hit that nigga and he gotta say bye (Gang)
Choppa hit that nigga and he talk to his mama
Choppa hit that nigga and he going to the sky
If I'm dumb then bitch you dumber
On the block it feel like Summer
Don't like Beezy? That's a bummer
She don't ever call yo number
I'm dripping hard like Baby, Gunna
I ain't never did no running
I'm gone go at that red light
Stop at that green light
I don't like you pussy niggas, knife to a gun fight?
Shawty say that she a snack, I might have to take a bite
Lil' shawty say she like me, 'cause I'm a thief in the night
And she say that she would let me hit, I just might
I can't fuck with you niggas, 'cause you niggas like mice
When I fuck on that bitch, you know her pussy tight
When my dawg fight niggas he gone bite like Mike
Get my dog to watch yo dawg, nigga that's Watch Dogs
Be careful what you wish for, we sent him fog
If you feeling froggy, jump nigga, we don't judge frogs
We just shoot at these niggas, 'cause these niggas is frauds
I'm gone go at that red light
Stop at that green light
I don't like you pussy niggas, knife to a gun fight?
I'm gone go at that red light
Stop at that green light
I don't like you pussy niggas, knife to a gun fight?
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Writer(s): Jourdon Brothern
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