Midwxst - red light lyrics
[Midwxst - red light lyrics]
Stepping on niggas, I see him, I sock him
Not talking 'bout rappers, we spot
Him, we got him, we shoot
My niggas run in that crib, get the loot
Blowing that gas, bitch, I'm fin' pollute
Get a new pack, got that shit from Xhu
Got a new grill, put it on my tooth
Got a new grill, put it on my teeth
Archive clothes all up on my tees
I'm that motherfucker they wan' be
I walk in that bitch, walk in that sc
(Becker) hold up, ayy
(This is a Slump Audios exclusive) bitch
You see a red light, I see a green
Know I'm getting that bread by any damn means
AR-15, that shit got a beam
Niggas only want attention
Niggas wanna get seen
Niggas sipping on fake drop
That shit not lean
Nigga rocking that drop, that's not Supreme
Nigga said he want smoke, that's fine by me
I ain't fucking with the cops
Know you can't arrest me
Know the choppa named Johnny
Don't wanna test me
Got a brand new Glock, don't got a safety
Run up in the crib with a new XD
Put a lil' boy on a motherfucking tee
You say you've been smoking that gas
That's mid
High as bitch, I'm a damn flight risk
That nigga love talking
Gonna hit him in the lip
Finna call up my brothers, know
We finna hit a lick, lil' nigga
You talking that crazy
You better move with caution
Call up my brother, he ready to off him
Like this shit a new song, bitch
We gon' drop 'em you think I'ma burn out
But I'm never stopping walk into that store
Everything what I'm copping
We made a mess with that boy, he gon' mop him
Stepping on niggas, I see him, I sock him
Not talking 'bout rappers, we spot
Him, we got him, we shoot
My niggas run in that crib, get the loot
Blowing that gas, bitch, I'm fin' pollute
Get a new pack, got that shit from Xhu
Got a new grill, put it on my tooth
Got a new grill, put it on my teeth
Archive clothes all up on my tees
I'm that motherfucker they wan' be
I walk in that bitch, walk in that scene
Got the Off White Prestos, came in that cream
Know we gon' get to work
Not talking 'bout Dream
Gonna knock a boy out, not 'bout Steam
Got the new VVs on me, on flee'
And I ain't talking 'bout no market
Ha, in that AMG, I park it
I've been up in Saks, you a target
I'ma step on that nigga like carpet
Got a new Glock off the black market
We hitting Neiman and Marcus
Throw that song away, lil' bitch
Know it's garbage
I call up Becker, he send me that pack
Your boy in my blunt, I'ma smoke him like gas
We gonna put that lil' boy in the thrax
Push a lil' beam', in that motherfucking Max'
What did I say? Know my shooter redacted
I'm in the club with a bad bitch
You not my bro, keep a hit stick
Posted outside with the misfit's
People all talk, they ain't do shit
We show 'em the devil, we'll shoot shit
You not running up, you won't shoot shit
Been going up, I'm a new kid
You see a red light, I see a green
Know I'm getting that bread by any damn means
AR-15, that shit got a beam
Niggas only want attention
Niggas wanna get seen
Niggas sipping on fake drop
That shit not lean
Nigga rocking that drop, that's not Supreme
Nigga said he want smoke, that's fine by me
I ain't fucking with the cops
Know you can't arrest me
Ayy, you fucking with DJ Becker
Go and buy his beats y'all (Bitch)
(Becker) i'll kill you and everyone you know
Not talking 'bout rappers, we spot
Him, we got him, we shoot
My niggas run in that crib, get the loot
Blowing that gas, bitch, I'm fin' pollute
Get a new pack, got that shit from Xhu
Got a new grill, put it on my tooth
Got a new grill, put it on my teeth
Archive clothes all up on my tees
I'm that motherfucker they wan' be
I walk in that bitch, walk in that sc
(Becker) hold up, ayy
(This is a Slump Audios exclusive) bitch
You see a red light, I see a green
Know I'm getting that bread by any damn means
AR-15, that shit got a beam
Niggas only want attention
Niggas wanna get seen
Niggas sipping on fake drop
That shit not lean
Nigga rocking that drop, that's not Supreme
Nigga said he want smoke, that's fine by me
I ain't fucking with the cops
Know you can't arrest me
Know the choppa named Johnny
Don't wanna test me
Got a brand new Glock, don't got a safety
Run up in the crib with a new XD
Put a lil' boy on a motherfucking tee
You say you've been smoking that gas
That's mid
High as bitch, I'm a damn flight risk
That nigga love talking
Gonna hit him in the lip
Finna call up my brothers, know
We finna hit a lick, lil' nigga
You talking that crazy
You better move with caution
Call up my brother, he ready to off him
Like this shit a new song, bitch
We gon' drop 'em you think I'ma burn out
But I'm never stopping walk into that store
Everything what I'm copping
We made a mess with that boy, he gon' mop him
Stepping on niggas, I see him, I sock him
Not talking 'bout rappers, we spot
Him, we got him, we shoot
My niggas run in that crib, get the loot
Blowing that gas, bitch, I'm fin' pollute
Get a new pack, got that shit from Xhu
Got a new grill, put it on my tooth
Got a new grill, put it on my teeth
Archive clothes all up on my tees
I'm that motherfucker they wan' be
I walk in that bitch, walk in that scene
Got the Off White Prestos, came in that cream
Know we gon' get to work
Not talking 'bout Dream
Gonna knock a boy out, not 'bout Steam
Got the new VVs on me, on flee'
And I ain't talking 'bout no market
Ha, in that AMG, I park it
I've been up in Saks, you a target
I'ma step on that nigga like carpet
Got a new Glock off the black market
We hitting Neiman and Marcus
Throw that song away, lil' bitch
Know it's garbage
I call up Becker, he send me that pack
Your boy in my blunt, I'ma smoke him like gas
We gonna put that lil' boy in the thrax
Push a lil' beam', in that motherfucking Max'
What did I say? Know my shooter redacted
I'm in the club with a bad bitch
You not my bro, keep a hit stick
Posted outside with the misfit's
People all talk, they ain't do shit
We show 'em the devil, we'll shoot shit
You not running up, you won't shoot shit
Been going up, I'm a new kid
You see a red light, I see a green
Know I'm getting that bread by any damn means
AR-15, that shit got a beam
Niggas only want attention
Niggas wanna get seen
Niggas sipping on fake drop
That shit not lean
Nigga rocking that drop, that's not Supreme
Nigga said he want smoke, that's fine by me
I ain't fucking with the cops
Know you can't arrest me
Ayy, you fucking with DJ Becker
Go and buy his beats y'all (Bitch)
(Becker) i'll kill you and everyone you know