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on his dick, oh yeah
We turn a nigga like Keys into mist, oh yeah

We got red, blues
Caron a fed too
All of y'all fucking on kids, ew
All of y'all fucking

up
That's a sus line
Whatchu mean by that twin
His ass mine

Okay everybody stop what you fucking doing
Red fish black fish blue all my niggas shootin

I’m driving down these old dirt roads
I see the hills up on the right 
White grass, artificial ski slope
Im speeding by the east coast train line

Sitting by the white house 
Watch that shit burn down
Genocidal presidential fucks
With a thorn crown
Painting the room red with republicans bitch

Red dot up on your head 
I turn you pocahontas
But this ink'a leave a mark
The marksman a whole menace 
Tell 'em who you represent 
These twin glocks

Tell me do you feel it
Tell me do you feel it
ooooooh

Wanna hit it from the back she said break mine
Sitting on me giving top drinking red wine

Uh, uh, see that bitch say hey, uh, see that ni**a say bye
Pull up, pull up, then I drive, pull up, yeah, it's a drive-by
Bitch, I, bitch, I pour up,

all of my duds
Tryna find someone that's worthy of my time, I'm outta luck
Bitches can't stop with the line, they the same, that's the game
Said she

In this land of red and blue, so many different views,
We're split by lines and boundaries, someone has to lose, But deep down in our hearts, we know

Every census feels like a death sentence,
Itemised by IBM
Another product line from Bayer and BASF,
Mengele back from the dead

And as far as I know,

No more holidays in Spain
I’ll stay away from the Italian rain
A lot of places show code red
More destinations I can forget

And all the places where

I add up the sum
I been trynna count some money for some time
I been geeked up
Smoking dope
My eyes is red I'm fried
She a freak but
I can't wait

will never get what the fuck is mine. I can tell you your kind can't keep up or know what's next in motherfucking line.

Like a fool I keep you guessing

easy had bars on the low like prohibition, dog
We can go side by side so they can know the difference
Old school shit we getting old school cheddar
Can't

out the cheese
We gettin' bread by any means, you keep the braggin' rights
Underneath a cop light is where I spent some of my darkest nights
Now I

red and black
You gotta know your shit, man, you gotta know your stuff
And you don't got Amiri's, nigga, you don't got no Buffs
How the fuck you over

Trey Day, Nuski
I done lost real day ones playin' in these yellow lines, you hear me?
I'm the biggest, ain't no CEO or OG over me, nigga, I'm CEO

It was all well and good as we stood in line
But they ran out of food at quarter to nine
So off we went to the next city block
Wondering on which

Blown away
Tide is rolling in, and I'm just blown away
By the things we could've been if it just stayed the same
What would've been different was

again
Yeah we sidewalk jumping them cracks again

Come slide deep on the line with use
Ride to the left like an abacus
Don't make a fuss
I'll suck your

Why would I pick them over you
When you might go to
Aye don't be Trippin off them bitches
Because they old news
Yeah, she get finer by the years
She

locked with the bass in the pocket, like that
My constellations are inlays on fretboards
Slice mic cords with red swords - get set so
Inroads to insight -

The pioneer of speed

Feel the rumbling of the engines
I push it past the red line
I've never seen the other side
Of warp 9.9

Yeah! With stars streaking by

rain drops leave him in a puddle
Only smoke gas so you know I'm on the pedal
Been rapping my ass off I deserve a medal
(Oh shit)
when I see you red I