Lyrics:
Fishin' on an old trout line
Giggin' frogs 'til the early mornin'
Smokin' dried crossvine
Take me back down where the Red River rolls
Send me back
sheet and bars
Drag rappers by they wife beater
Drama King told me "Drag
Go stupid" so Imma go stupid
Made this fitted cap a drop top
Almost mini couped
Threw me off the boat
They ain't know I could swim
556'll break a nigga' limbs
I like your chain, I break a nigga chin
Beat you like ya stepdad
When he
win
But here right now the mist can't be stopped by the wind
I'm soaking up the lies, through my skin
I'll have to start again, I just wanna
Break down
My flow disgusting, Red rag on my mic stand
On stage by myself no hype man
Red lace match my red belt
Red cherry on my joint pass it to my self
Red
I just hopped out a coupe, then I hopped in my bag
And my bitch, she so cool, she be stealin' the swag
Red beam on her boy, we chasin' him down, he
Break a, break a, break a one time, get with me take over and don't go believe
Believe I'm losing my mind, losing my mind, losing my mind, losing my
cowboy {Hang on}
Can't you hear me calling you? ("Break it down like this!")
Hang on space cowboy, {Hang on} hang on space cowboy {Hang on}
I'm coming out
expecting her
And she's got work to do
He helplessly stands by
It's meaningless to try
As he rubs his red-rimmed eyes
He says I've never seen her get
me down and you break my trust
Again, oh when
Am I ever gonna learn
Everything was
RED RED RED
But I only saw green
Tell me why things couldn't end up
Don't wanna wake up but I realize I got too much rest
I got a fat black demon pressing down on my chest
Got my subconscious suffocating
Now my heart
a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
commands
On your knees, to Him you'll pray
Your destiny awaits this day
Bow down, keep up the chant
Or you'll see his wrath, his blood red hands
Know your
got you red hot, you so happy to see me
Make the front-page prime-time live on TV
Nigga my girlfriend, baby forty-five but she still live
One shot
Down, down
Down, down
Down, down
Down, down
Here I am with all these questions hanging from my ceiling low
One by one they all keep telling me I
is pregnant and its not by you
Not by you
Man your wife is pregnant and its not by you
Not by you
Red Flags
I got the option to keep going but I can't
up one day, forgetting you were ever here
Darling, it's you I remember with your red dress on
Dancing in the moonlight till the break of dawn
It's
dance a while
I'm sick an tired, tellin' ya to hold my hand
Oh Red, let's break 'em down
Oh Red, let's break 'em down
I'm sick an tired, tellin' ya
It's raining down on me
You fucking prick
Everybody high
It's fucking lit
I see everybody smoking shit
It make me sick
I make you bang bang
Whatchu
gonna stop, watch her
Get sad (Oh)
Break bad (Oh)
Get sad
And all she wanna do
All she wanna do is finna
Get mad
Get mad
Get mad
(And) Red flag
(Yeah)
To be raw
To be ruined
To be wrecked
Like the women whose aching backs and blistered skin make me coffee and burnt bread
In Red Cloud
In Red Cloud
I
progression
Improve that work attitude
Break that misconception
Roses are red
Diamonds blue
This rap so bulletproof
Bars and beat collide at the booth
After
me secure
Makes me feel safe
And if you ever dare touch me
He'd have to put you in your place
'cause my baby don't back down
My baby won't back
me records and I’ll break em Ay
Break it Break it Break it Break It
Break em Break em Smash
Shoot my shots
And I make em Ay
Give me chances
I won’t
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