Red Rum Lyrics
Nigga, you ain’t a killer, you ain’t never came through sprayin’ nothin’,
Say you slinkin’ a Pilsner when you came through broad day, somethin’,
How you say you can get a nigga wet and never pay nothin’,
My niggas a shooter, nigga, put me for free, These my day ones
Don’t tell your friends you fuckin’ on me, If I had to pay somethin’
Youngins ready to pop up out that cut, With them drinks, uh,
Niggas be ready to take they words back right when that lead come
I ain’t shit to commit a murder, It ain’t shit to pull a red rum
Seems like I be only findin’ thoughts that’s in my head, huh, Uh
See somethin’ in the unmarked cars, wait for the feds come
Pull up and check it, nigga, they be like, I ain’t said nothin’
Or I’m trippin’, I thought a lil’ broke-ass nigga said somethin’
Too many fuckin’ bands can’t keep my pants up,
Bitch, if you lyin’ to me, sayin’ boss is rich and handsome
You leavin’ cause I’m cheatin’, Stupid bitch, that ain’t the answer
You fuck me way too good, I gotta take you out for ransom
Your youngin’s too pussy, Mind swayin’, that shit on camera
Every chance I get, I fuck her good, Go and ask her
Scrippin’ bitches love me, Cause I throw money on dancers
I ain’t cuffin’ hoes, My brother wanna, Then I pass her
Nigga, you ain’t a killer, You ain’t never came through sprayin’ nothin’
Say you slinkin’ a Pilsner, When you came through Briar Day or somethin’
How you say you can get a nigga wet and never pay nothin’
My niggas’ll shoot a nigga for me for free
These my day ones, Don’t tell your friends you fuckin’ on me
If I had to pay somethin’, Youngin’s ready to pop up out that cut,With them drinks on
Niggas be ready to take they words back right when that lead come
I ain’t shit to commit a murder, It ain’t shit to pull a red rum
Bitch, I’m a trapper turnin’ rapper, Do you dig me?
Say that your man got more money than me, Is you shittin’ me?
Forever trappin’ dope, Forever shootin’ semis
It ain’t no cappin’ before this rap, Nigga, I had ten keys,
This shit tax-free, Nigga, we livin’ rent-free
Bitch, you goin’ outside, You fuckin’ a nigga that drive and hit me
Heard he tryin’ to spoil you like I do
But he ain’t me
Bitch, from across the water, But waitin’ in Florida, Fuckin’ a Yankee
Nigga, you ain’t a killer, You ain’t never came through sprayin’ nothin’
Say you slinkin’ a Pilsner, When you came through Briar Day or somethin’
How you say you can get a nigga wet and never pay nothin’,
My niggas’ll shoot a nigga for me for free
These my day ones
Don’t tell your friends you fuckin’ on me
If I had to pay somethin’
Youngin’s ready to pop up out that cut
With them drinks on
Niggas be ready to take they words back right when that lead come
I ain’t shit to commit a murder, It ain’t shit to pull a red rum
