red beam - aaron fulade lyrics
ayy, i’m drippin’ so hard, saucing, yeah, my fit too crazy
pull up in the whip, swear this stuff ain’t basic
came up from the dirt, now i’m up, ain’t no lazy
stackin’ up the racks, now my pockets lookin’ wavy
diamonds hit hard, icy like a glacier
bad chick in the front, she a freak, she a major
i don’t trust these girls, they be faker than some paper
pockets on swole, yeah, you know i’m gettin’ paper
big racks, big bag, no cap, i’m flexin’
pull up with the choppas, we ain’t stoppin’, we pressin’
i don’t need no questions, baby, i ain’t stressin’
ayy, i’m just livin’ life, yeah, no second guessin’
red beam on the glock, leave you second guessin’
i just count up the check, no time for restin’
i ain’t trippin’ on no chick, just flexin’, flexin’
if you talkin’ down, yeah, you know we steppin’
sippin’ on the lean, got me feelin’ reckless
bad chick with me, she gon’ give me that neck, yeah
i’m a demon in the whip, you can’t see me when i’m ridin’
hop up in the coupe, man, i swear this sh*t is slidin’
pull up on your block, leave ’em runnin’, they hidin’
i don’t do no talkin’, leave ’em mad ’cause i’m smilin’
diamonds on my wrist, got ’em wet, they stay vibin’
i don’t trust these rappers, all these boys stay lyin’
big moves, big racks, yeah, you know i ain’t hidin’
pull up in the benz, with the glock on the side, yeah
big racks, big bag, no cap, i’m flexin’
pull up with the choppas, we ain’t stoppin’, we pressin’
i don’t need no questions, baby, i ain’t stressin’
ayy, i’m just livin’ life, yeah, no second guessin’
red beam on the glock, leave you second guessin’
i just count up the check, no time for restin’
i ain’t trippin’ on no chick, just flexin’, flexin’
if you talkin’ down, yeah, you know we steppin’
sippin’ on the lean, got me feelin’ reckless
bad chick with me, she gon’ give me that neck, yeah
roll up, pop a perc, yeah, i’m higher than a kite
got these folks shook ’cause they know i’m takin’ flight
red lights, no brakes, i ain’t stoppin’ for the hype
i ain’t worried ’bout these girls, i’m just worried ’bout the night
ayy, yeah, i’m flexin’ on these suckas
big bag, big racks, and i still got the cutters
no cap, no lie, we be ballin’, no stutters
i just pulled up in the coupe, now they mad like what?
huh, huh, huh huh huh uh
yeah
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