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• Artiste: MARCO PLUS
• Titre: Red Lights
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Hey, uh Bodies covered in sheets, it's the hottest summer The streets gettin' godless, gun in the Jeep If the opps is comin' you'll reek Catch a homie, duck the police, keep it silent Shut the capiche or it's violent Fuck niggas sleep with the fishes Shit like a rabid dog, it keep gettin' vicious Nobody ever wanna shoot the fake 'cause these niggas bitches I sleep with the blick on the nightstand Listen with my mic hand, the white man that's on the green paper, got the right plan We hustle to them boys in bluе pull up in them white Vans The block is hot as hеll, the Glock will leave you with a nice tan This shit the realest gamble, you'll never know where the dice land Brand new Air Force is covered in blood, runnin' in mud How the hell you even get your fuckin' gun in the club? The lights just off so ain't nobody see your face But it's potters know now They outside your momma house squeezin' drakes, aw man Red lights, I'ma run it every time Pussy nigga tryna' to take what's mine Keep it cool, I want your mama, then I'ma cry I just wanna make it inside, make it inside Red lights, I'ma run it every time Pussy nigga tryna' to take what's mine Keep it cool, I want your mama, then I'ma cry I just wanna make it inside, make it inside I gotta pray these demons don't find me I keep a cold fastenin' on my side Just got the news, they found a new body I'm probably best just stayin' inside I gotta pray these demons don't find me I keep a cold fastenin' on my side Just got the news, they found a new body I'm probably best just stayin' inside Your fam assumed the worst when they viewed the news niggas dropped 'em Goosebumps up they neck, they all knew you flew to the lobby Heaven's all-inclusive, where everything is paid for, honor never ends It's endin' stay and communication is choppy Your lil sister asked when you comin' back from vacation Your shorty fought back tears when she answered that she don't know The worst part about that moment not even the fact she lied It's the fact that your lil sister keep textin' shit to your phone This shit get wicked dawg, like based on who get the draw Fastest brush, da Vinci-level artwork 'cause that's 7-6-2 packed 'em up, suburban boy But lord, as I grow older, think 'bout strappin' up Imagine men was tasked to tell Mrs. Patrick they bagged me up Boy, God forbid, conscience on a swivel Palm rest on a tree Mark her damn near blood Make sure my niece gon' see her papa live I'd probably beg, sacrifice it all to see my partner's kids For birthdays on a yearly Red light runner when they near me Fuck, we stoppin' for? Red lights, I'ma run it every time Pussy nigga tryna to take what's mine Keep it cool, I want your mama, then I'm cryin' I just wanna make it inside, make it inside Red lights, I'ma run it every time Pussy nigga tryna' to take what's mine Keep it cool, I want your mama, then I'm cryin' I just wanna make it inside, make it inside