Red Dot (feat. Hyde Taylor)

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I'm doing my thing again my dogs done told me to get it and nothing can stop me
Confident lately I never been cocky, dominant daily they stay trynna knock me
Fold'em like Uzi they straight origami, they walking thin ice I ain't talking hockey
You play me for nice you won't see the lobby, they loving the crew I ain't talking motley

Put on my vest cuz when you on top expect the Tec's, to aim for ya neck
They hoping you fall likely to trade you I'm talking John Wall
Them niggas is Wizards if we talking ball, my niggas will clip'em I'm talking Chris Paul
Them niggas my Suns I'm booking them all
Counting my funds and making some calls
We taking a roll we checkin' them off

Flights and I'm landing ready for action f*ck bout post my life is a caption
Shorty get geeked and I don't gotta ask, I'm playing for keeps when I'm playing with cash
Bitch call me daddy to get a reaction but I don't see her the way she see me
Don't gotta brag I been in my bag you should take the advice that you giving to me
Think and then speak been out for a week keep the deposit it's ash on the sheets
Hotel rooms she think she the one, I'm calling it fun but she calling it love
Cover my face and they think I'm a thug, covered in lace mean she tryna f*ck
She won't see my face when I'm high off the drugs check on my pulse and then fill up my Cup
Memories torture my brain, stuck in my pain came through the storm and I'm here for the Reign
We dropping the bodies, ain't dropping no names came to party providing the cane
Her body was fire she fucking a lame I'm bringing the fire I'm feeling like Kane
If I retire then I'm in the grave Hydeville, Boat Clique bitch always
I'm tryna focus bitch hold up wait
How many licks do it take? Til this bitch got nut on her face hit from the front got nut on Her lace
Betting tonight, let's be betting whatever Icatch a flight I'll be landing whenever
Flyer than kites like we don't need umbrellas high for night watching shows at Coachella
New on the wrist but that old one look better playing for keeps then we playing forever
She leave me geeked like I don't know no better we keep receipts for you bitches who Jealous
Don't try to sneak cause we know when you telling play you get beat you get plucked like Feather
She want some chicks, I'm cumming where ever these niggas rats and they pussy I Smell'em
They trynna f*ck me up but I won't let'em, I got them bands, I went heavy metal
I know where I stand, I fight with the devil we do not beef, everything will get settled
Red dot on your face it look like freckles roll the weed and I don't f*ck with edibles
Momma not stressing that's bread'll do

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