Sickboyrari - ALL RED lyrics
[Sickboyrari - ALL RED lyrics]
And if they want smoke
We gon' bring the torch
We gon' bring the fyah, put a beam in the sky
And these racks on me, poking out my thighs
And that Glock on me, hanging out my side
Just ride with me, till the very end
Would you die for me? 'Cause, for you
You know I would all these hundreds on me
But I'm steady tryna spend them
Got a hundred clip, tryna hit 'em
Got Hunned with me
That's my brotha since the beginning
Got Hunned with me
That's my brotha since eighth grade
I'm smoking on kush pack
This shit it got me lazy
I gotta go hard for my momma
Put a smile on hеr face
War time, war zone
Bitch, I'm always outta timе
I'm on whatever you on
Don't play with my shawty, you gon' get gone
Ain't playing with my shawty
You gon' get blown
We taking this shit to the grave
You already know
Fifty in my pocket, fifty the clip
Twin Glocks on me for my gang
I'm in the coupé, smoking on boof
Thinking about how things ain't change
Keep it together, out the mud
Put them rude boys on ya head
Baby bottles red
That's why they call it infrared
And all these faces in my
Pocket but they all dead
KTS the whole scene, I leave 'em all dead
Free my brotha out that cage
Put 'em in all red
If I see a red light, I'm gon' go
And if they want smoke
We gon' bring the torch
We gon' bring the fyah, put a beam in the sky
And these racks on me, poking out my thighs
And that Glock on me, hanging out my side
Just ride with me, till the very end
Would you die for me? 'Cause, for you
You know I would all these hundreds on me
But I'm steady tryna spend them
Got a hundred clip, tryna hit 'em
Got Hunned with me
That's my brotha since the beginning
Got Hunned with me
That's my brotha since eighth grade
I'm smoking on kush pack
This shit it got me lazy
I gotta go hard for my momma
Put a smile on her face
We gon' bring the torch
We gon' bring the fyah, put a beam in the sky
And these racks on me, poking out my thighs
And that Glock on me, hanging out my side
Just ride with me, till the very end
Would you die for me? 'Cause, for you
You know I would all these hundreds on me
But I'm steady tryna spend them
Got a hundred clip, tryna hit 'em
Got Hunned with me
That's my brotha since the beginning
Got Hunned with me
That's my brotha since eighth grade
I'm smoking on kush pack
This shit it got me lazy
I gotta go hard for my momma
Put a smile on hеr face
War time, war zone
Bitch, I'm always outta timе
I'm on whatever you on
Don't play with my shawty, you gon' get gone
Ain't playing with my shawty
You gon' get blown
We taking this shit to the grave
You already know
Fifty in my pocket, fifty the clip
Twin Glocks on me for my gang
I'm in the coupé, smoking on boof
Thinking about how things ain't change
Keep it together, out the mud
Put them rude boys on ya head
Baby bottles red
That's why they call it infrared
And all these faces in my
Pocket but they all dead
KTS the whole scene, I leave 'em all dead
Free my brotha out that cage
Put 'em in all red
If I see a red light, I'm gon' go
And if they want smoke
We gon' bring the torch
We gon' bring the fyah, put a beam in the sky
And these racks on me, poking out my thighs
And that Glock on me, hanging out my side
Just ride with me, till the very end
Would you die for me? 'Cause, for you
You know I would all these hundreds on me
But I'm steady tryna spend them
Got a hundred clip, tryna hit 'em
Got Hunned with me
That's my brotha since the beginning
Got Hunned with me
That's my brotha since eighth grade
I'm smoking on kush pack
This shit it got me lazy
I gotta go hard for my momma
Put a smile on her face