Midnight Red

Lyrics

[Intro] I'm sayin, ok [Verse 1] Ain't talking workout but I'm under armed And I'm alarmed and heard somebody tryin to take me from my son I'm not the one And beef wit him for what? He wear duh-duh-duh-duh-duhs I got a gun, and trust me I'll bust - like I'm bouta come Smoke all up in my lungs, crash like a hit-and-run Higher than that plane when that bitch missed the Pentagon And I'mma go insane, same ol round any beat I'm on Nigga giving flames like the heater on [Intermission] Yeeeeaah, knowmsayin Yeah Samurai slice some plain, wit this sauce that drippin Fuck our hi tech intermission get the uh.. Backwood back on fire Hey! [Verse 2] I sold a hunnid packs In this dope game you couldn't get ya money back I ride wit a hunnid straps, and know a dope fiend smoke a hunnid stracks And he'll pulll your cap back I bought some Versace and copped me a knapsack I'm a coach juh like Kubiak I smoke me a nigga put him where my doobies at Yeah - nuts on the wheel, Westside cuz I'm causin a spill Put some karats on my lip and my ear - Get him gone, now he outta here! I had the blocks like Vladimir We are the champions juh like Steph Curry them Thug life juh like Pac and them Nuts, so I ball above the rim I'm tryna get big racks But I'm keep takin Ls man I need to sit back Lost a couple of my big stacks Had to take me a break, ain't eatin no Kit-Kat Two 9s like I'm big Sapp Run in yo shit wit a brick sack I'm lookin for white - like Riff-Raff Let's trade - the money gettin kidnapped Yeah we livin comfortably I'm not worried bout people that's under me Black and yellow bih lookin like bumble-bee I'm ahead of them, lookin like son to me I want bread, no time for the cuddling Her head was wack she was struggling Hit the bih from that bah she was lovin it And i'm hot before you tell me grab a oven mitt- Ooooh! [Intermission] Yeh! See what I'm sayin? And i'm hot before you tell me grab a oven mitt- Ooooh! Knowmsayin? The way Samurai keep slicin shit we gone keep this shit goin then EY! [Verse 3] Mid...Midnight Blue, I want cash, I want you I got loot, I should drink, don't ? Try soft-cans, crack that bih, roll a few Diamonds gone dance, and if he try me I'mma buss my move Pull that toooooool Step on him like one, twoooooooo No soda but I'mma do the duuuuu (Dew/dude) You might say I took it too far, yeah Ridin round in a candy car, drop my screen let the bih watch Saw, yeah Sippin on lean no par, pourin the rest of mine wit just bar, yeah-yeah My ice no flaw, yeah These niggas dey fraud, yeah I'm high wit the stars, yeah Used to do a ? yeah Don't watch the bitch she frantic, told lil mama don't panic, yeah-yeah Ate a nigga up like candy, redhead bih like Wendy, yeah-yeah Tried to meet down in Miami now lil bitch can't stand me, yeah-yeah Don't pop pills, no zanny, bitch I'm Sosa no Sammie, yeeeeeah-yeah Where my cup? Pour my meds, yeah Got two cups, pour my meds, yeah Midnight Red, Midnight Red, yeah Midnight Red, Midnight Red, yeah