The Colleagues, Freddie Gibbs - Red Vans lyrics

I wanna fuck on a bad bitch
Bring in another one with you, yeah
You wanna jump in a fast whip, I'ma go
Back to back with you, yeah
You wanna get on some cash shit, I'ma
Go get a pack with you, yeah
I got the dope in the stash bitch
Choppin' it up with my niggas, yeah
I wanna fuck on a bad bitch
Bring in another one with you, yeah
You wanna jump in a fast whip, I'ma
Go back to back with you, yeah
You wanna get on some cash shit, I'ma
Go get a pack with you, yeah
I got the dope in the stash bitch
Choppin' it up with my niggas, yeah

Fuckin' with this rich bitch, I might
Lick her 'fore I lay her, yeah
I start, I slide with this stick
Just like a hockey player, yeah
Water on my necklace
Frosty, freezer, 'fridgerator, yeah
Dope boy in the Benzi, with them
Vans on like a skater, yeah
I start sellin' Rocsi in
Seattle, choppin' paper, yeah
Courtside next to Magic, I should
Go sign with the Lakers, yeah
Used to flip when Bobby pulled
Up in the Navigtor, yeah
Shout to CCA, but I'm a Eastside Gary
Neighbor yeah
Traphouse was my bitch house, right
On 19th and Virginia, yeah
If I fall off with this rap shit
Bitch, I'm right back in it, yeah
We be at my dope spot
Sellin' dope at Discount Liquors, yeah
Kicked him out the clique cause
He was snitchin, takin' pictures, yeah
Nigga snitchin, takin' pictures
I used to have him at my crib
Found out he was a witness
I told that pussy nigga Lemon
He ain't with the business
Hoe, I'm the OG, MC-G
The realest nigga livin', yeah

I wanna fuck on a bad bitch
Bring in another one with you, yeah
You wanna jump in a fast whip, I'ma
Go back to back with you, yeah
You wanna get on some cash shit, I'ma
Go get a pack with you, yeah
I got the dope in the stash bitch
Choppin' it up with my niggas, yeah
I wanna fuck on a bad bitch
Bring in another one with you, yeah
You wanna jump in a fast whip, I'ma
Go back to back with you, yeah
You wanna get on some cash shit, I'ma
Go get a pack with you, yeah
I got the dope in the stash bitch
Choppin' it up with my niggas, yeah

I just caught a first class flight
To China, bitch you local, yeah
2 AM, picked up your bitch
And hit that Bossanova, yeah
West coast, I know who the suckers
Is, and who the soldiers, yeah
They was shaking booty, I was
Shaking up that coca, yeah
Got my nigga Deuce, my nigga
Worth and they be 'whoopin, yeah
Shout out Tiny Sodi in the
'pen and keep it movin', yeah
Bitch, I know some lames, I know
Some Grapes, I know some Hoovers, yeah
Ride down with the top off, yeah
When I'm in the Bay, you know
It's rest in peace to Jacka, yeah
Nigga, fuck this rap shit, we
Was wrapping up a package, yeah
Bust down on your block and use
An 'op for target practice, yeah
Got my shit expunged, I took
Them crackers off my jacket, yeah
Yeah them crackers, I'm back to jackin'
Got on probation in the way
But I was still packin'
I keep my strap next to my bad bitch
I ain't never lackin'
That high speed chase, we bustin' at
The sergeant and the captain, yeah, nigga

I wanna fuck on a bad bitch
Bring in another one with you, yeah
You wanna jump in a fast whip, I'ma
Go back to back with you, yeah
You wanna get on some cash shit, I'ma
Go get a pack with you, yeah
I got the dope in the stash bitch
Choppin' it up with my niggas, yeah
I wanna fuck on a bad bitch
Bring in another one with you, yeah
You wanna jump in a fast whip, I'ma
Go back to back with you, yeah
You wanna get on some cash shit, I'ma
Go get a pack with you, yeah
I got the dope in the stash bitch
Choppin' it up with my niggas, yeah