R.E.D.
Sleiman, Gilli, 6ix9ine
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It's TR3YWAY! Sleiman Iver (Uh) Ho thicker, diamonds on my neck flicker Drug dealer, professional pot whipper Seven figures, got your bitches fuckin' quicker She want a picture, I tell her no, I know she bitter Niggas cuttin' up on the internet F*ck nigga, we ain't into that We end up in your crib where your family at Get turned into a blood show, niggas screamin' "Slatt" I got the .40 on my hip, yeah, that's my stick, yeah She wanna f*ck for a grip, yeah, on my blick yeah Couple bands on my shit, yeah, I'ma rip, yeah BBA with the shits, yeah, that's my clique, yeah (TR3YWAY!) MAC-11, 9 milli', ridin' with it I'ma hit him up, I'ma fuckin' kill him Run up on him, masked with a black .40 Hit 'em in his hoodie, no A Boogie Red bandana, walk it like I fucking talk it Piped up, nigga get to gunnin', gunnin' Bust it, bust it, pull up in the black Benz Clip for the .9's and the MAC-10's Beefy on the molly, niggas want my money But when they see me coming, I can see them niggas runnin' I see them niggas runnin' Let them niggas act, 'cause they bitches they be lovin', yeah Blood time, blood rhyme, nigga, this is blood line Niggas gettin' stupid, try to get by El Flacko, Chapo, make this shit double Ain't no movie, DJ Narco MAC-11, 9 milli', ridin' with it I'ma hit him up, I'ma fuckin' kill him Run up on him, masked with a black .40 Hit 'em in his hoodie, no A Boogie Ey, brormand vi går hårdt ind, all in Brormand de' bar' smålig Hva' vi laver på en måned, laver de kun årligt KOODA, BILLY, regnbue, slap af, ah Stak sin' venner, ka' ikk' kom' tilbag' Stakkerne vil ha' lidt mere, all' er relateret Min bror han er varm seks-ni er i kvarteret (Wouh) Seks-ni er i kvarteret Min bror laver gang-gang-gang, hvis de' flere Men jeg' nede i Benahavís Juu'en sparker ligesom Badr Hari Folk snakker, brormand, men hva' har de? Det går gang-gang-gang fra din fars bil MAC-11, 9 milli', ridin' with it I'ma hit him up, I'ma fuckin' kill him Run up on him, masked with a black .40 Hit 'em in his hoodie, no A Boogie TR3YWAY Sleiman Let that shit breathe It's TR3YWAY
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Written by: Sleiman Nejim, Andrew Green, Kian Rosenberg Larsson, Jesper Lading Helles, Sebastian Igens, Tobias Horup, Mike Lowrey, Daniel Hernandez, James Smith
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