Okay Argh You are now listening to Code Red Who ya big homie? I´ma snatch his rank You ain´t a shark, jump out the tank
Killed the nigga and Killed the nigga
Who ya big homie? I´ma snatch his rank You ain´t a shark, jump out the tank Killed that boy so fast, couldn´t even blink Heard he died with his pole, he couldn´t even think Ask the opps ´bout that score, man, they gettin´ spanked Said she gon´ ride this wave till that ship sank All these racks on me, think I robbed a bank (Racked up) Think them niggas real, man, I think they ain´t (Them niggas pussy)
Off-White when I step out Seen everybody balling, I was left out
Now I´m tryna eat like it´s mess out Heard they ain´t seen a shooter, he just crept out Smell in the air, yeah, the death out I´m a millionaire, I was a drop out Kept the body on camera, I told ´em cop out He like, "Bro, I´m gon´ spin, I´m tryna pop out" SRT with the lights out Like, if I catch a opp then it´s lights out Bro on his third strike, he about to strike out Better wear your fuckin´ helmet like a bike out Pop Perc´, then my mood switch Went to war with niggas I walked to school with Went to school with It´s only five niggas I´m really cool with
Who ya big homie? I´ma snatch his rank You ain´t a shark, jump out the tank
Killed that boy so fast, couldn´t even blink Heard he died with his pole, he couldn´t even think Ask the opps ´bout that score, man, they gettin´ spanked Said she gon´ ride this wave till that ship sank All these racks on me, think I robbed a bank (Racked up) Think them niggas real, man, I think they ain´t (Them niggas pussy)
The vibe is demonic, we gon´ demon time Shooters squeeze without consent like he could read my mind Aye, one of top ocky, they ain´t squeezing five We striped up around this bitch like Adidas and tigers Felt his prayers was answered when he heard them sirens
Quit acting the reaper if you gon´ call on God You niggas frauds on my dead, when you ain´t body nothin´ I´m certified, reversed Tomahawk ´em off the lot Confirms over here, I´m talking confirmations They skip out no skip, them the obligations Strip him for his rank and it get confiscated Held it down while you niggas was holding conversations What you really into? What´s yo´ occupation? They ain´t vouching for your gangster when we run yo´ plates Don´t be talking about no paper ´cause you not a hustler Word is you couldn´t bail out on a 100k
Who ya big homie? I´ma snatch his rank You ain´t a shark, jump out the tank
Killed that boy so fast, couldn´t even blink Heard he died with his pole, he couldn´t even think Ask the opps ´bout that score, man, they gettin´ spanked Said she gon´ ride this wave till that ship sank All these racks on me, think I robbed a bank (Racked up) Think them niggas real, man, I think they ain´t (Them niggas pussy)
Who ya big homie? Who ya big homie? I said who ya big homie?
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