Redbone

Fifty-shot while I'm recordin'

Pussy you know you ain't like that
You know you cap
You prolly gettin' extorted

I gotta bad redbone
In the back seat, touchin' me
Shawty just gettin' me horny

Baby what you thought this was
How you fallin' in love
Bitch I gotta flight in the mornin'

Stickin' and move
Till the bag is enormous

Still in the hood
Catch me in some Jordan's
And everything good
Paid all my lawyers

To keep it a hunnit
Me and ha we cordial
These niggas want beef
Till his ass get boiled

Say gang just
Stomped a nigga out in some fours
It's hot on the south
Got 'em prayin' to the Lord

These niggas rather wolf
I ain't wit all that noise
You know I'll step
Ion send no orders

Should I rock the designer
Or pull out the forces
Gotta pretty, thick bitch
Look like she foreign

Gotta put a bag first
And she know it's important
But she keep a hunnit
Hold it down, be loyal

Big glock on waist
This shit got recoil
Get put on a plate
In a suit, in the soil

How you all in my face
Ion do shit for you
Say I just be haunted
By my paranoia

Fifty-shot while I'm recordin'

Pussy you know you ain't like that
You know you cap
You prolly gettin' extorted

I gotta bad redbone
In the back seat, touchin' me
Shawty just gettin' me horny

Baby what you thought this was
How you fallin' in love
Bitch I gotta flight in the mornin'

I'm stickin' and move
Till the bag is enormous

I ain't get a lick
Know it's straight off the muscle
So fuck it, I'm lettin' my nuts hang

I'm tryna get rich
You can miss me wit cuddle
I'm buckin', if you even touch gang

My niggas immoral'll
Shoot up the function
Aim at yo temporal
If you snooze, they'll dump it

They don't go for nothin'
Make niggas start duckin'
We don't no frontin'
Unless you one hunnit

These niggas be bitches
Make bro pull that blick out
Get put on that list
And get left when that stick sound

Make niggas go missin'
Then slide to a sick house
You start movin' fishy
You gon hear a big bow

Won't tolerate disses
Get found in a ditch clown
I start hearin' hisses
The .40 gon hit ow

I don't do no kissin'
My dick in yo bitch mouth
But don't get it twisted
I'm still on my shit now

Down bad on my dick
And I didn't have nothin'
Got rounds in the glick
If you run up, I'm dumpin'

I'm vile wit da blick
If you try to take somethin'
Put a pound on yo bitch
She get left like a pumpkin

I been through the anguish
I'm runnin' the trench race
You niggas in sixth place
I'm leaving a sick taste

Too hot to extinguish
But cold like a penguin
He demon and mean it
Get left when this stick spray

Fifty-shot while I'm recordin'

Pussy you know you ain't like that
You know you cap
You prolly gettin' extorted

I gotta bad redbone
In the back seat, touchin' me
Shawty just gettin' me horny

Baby what you thought this was
How you fallin' in love
Bitch I gotta flight in the mornin'

Stickin' and move
Till the bag is enormous

Pop out in some drip
And it's from out the country
My dick on her lip
And she thick like a auntie

We gon off the trip
And she callin' me papi
Tried grabbing the tip
And she felt on my glocky

She wanna record
So we turn the flash on
We fuck on the floor
And I crack till her back gone

Lil shorty, she gorgeous
And think she important
She whorey
So, no, baby can't be ya backbone



Credits
Writer(s): Keonte Bradley
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