All I See Is Red!
When I walk up in the function you know all I see is red
If I see an opp you know I fill him up with lead
I've been cutting up a body then I'm counting up my bread
Why you always napping homie get, get, get up go to bed
Like why you say you tough if you don't bang for real
Lil' homie I'ma call your bluff then I might make a mill
Like I can promise you my arm strong, take a kneel
I'ma spin the block like a wheel so let's make a deal
X-ray vision with the X-class Benz
Feeling flyer than a bird when I be sipping on that hen
Shorty think I'm a magician when I pop up with the pen
Call me the oppa stoppa popping up to hit him in the chin
I'm a stand up guy like a table
You've been spitting fiction you've been busy writing fables
I mean I can't really eat it but I'm sweeter than some maple syrup
If I mess with it you mess with me it's getting fatal
Ay, I'm a risk taker bitch maker
Fuck on a hoe liquor
Is in my veins better chains better fangs
Sucka
Been tryna fuck all of my plans
Just a little bit of pain from all the hate that I've been bathed in
All the blood over my hands
Fucker
Fact checker, Jack ripper, been a snitch Killa
Jail breaker, sex dealer, fucking Fred Krueger
I got bullets for the night taker
I've been changing up the rhythm I'm a shapeshifter
My life on thread I got people to bury
Fuck on a bitch but I'm taking the money
I sever yo head and I cut off yo body
My family bled cause I got a machete
Cause I been over the same shit
Take the pills but the memories stay split
I'm bored of the sex and the shape shift
I'ma fuck up yo face with my wrist slit
Cause I gotta go, you gotta know
Prolly gon think that I'm taking a saw
I got the flow, God is a hoe
Takin' away all I got as a pro
I'm from below, I'm never slow
Giving 'em hell while I'm taking a go
Pray to a god that does not give a foe
Banging a bitch on a triple three show
When I, when I walk up in the function you know all I see is red
If I see an opp you know I fill him up with lead
I've been cutting up a body then I'm counting up my bread
Why you always napping homie get, get, get up go to bed
If I see an opp you know I fill him up with lead
I've been cutting up a body then I'm counting up my bread
Why you always napping homie get, get, get up go to bed
Like why you say you tough if you don't bang for real
Lil' homie I'ma call your bluff then I might make a mill
Like I can promise you my arm strong, take a kneel
I'ma spin the block like a wheel so let's make a deal
X-ray vision with the X-class Benz
Feeling flyer than a bird when I be sipping on that hen
Shorty think I'm a magician when I pop up with the pen
Call me the oppa stoppa popping up to hit him in the chin
I'm a stand up guy like a table
You've been spitting fiction you've been busy writing fables
I mean I can't really eat it but I'm sweeter than some maple syrup
If I mess with it you mess with me it's getting fatal
Ay, I'm a risk taker bitch maker
Fuck on a hoe liquor
Is in my veins better chains better fangs
Sucka
Been tryna fuck all of my plans
Just a little bit of pain from all the hate that I've been bathed in
All the blood over my hands
Fucker
Fact checker, Jack ripper, been a snitch Killa
Jail breaker, sex dealer, fucking Fred Krueger
I got bullets for the night taker
I've been changing up the rhythm I'm a shapeshifter
My life on thread I got people to bury
Fuck on a bitch but I'm taking the money
I sever yo head and I cut off yo body
My family bled cause I got a machete
Cause I been over the same shit
Take the pills but the memories stay split
I'm bored of the sex and the shape shift
I'ma fuck up yo face with my wrist slit
Cause I gotta go, you gotta know
Prolly gon think that I'm taking a saw
I got the flow, God is a hoe
Takin' away all I got as a pro
I'm from below, I'm never slow
Giving 'em hell while I'm taking a go
Pray to a god that does not give a foe
Banging a bitch on a triple three show
When I, when I walk up in the function you know all I see is red
If I see an opp you know I fill him up with lead
I've been cutting up a body then I'm counting up my bread
Why you always napping homie get, get, get up go to bed
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Writer(s): Anakin Walkowiak, Ben Horton
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