Switch up the flow and i shoot up the party
Can't trust on a bitch when i sip on Bacardi
They told me im late, i guess that im tardy
She built like a barbie but look like a smarty
I carry a glock and it blow like the flute
I'll silence the glock and it's going on mute
We jumping yo shit you got hit with a boot
Yo glocky got jammed that shit ain't gon shoot
(HOOK)
Every opp shot we see Red, Red,
Red
Every opp shot we see Red, Red,
Red
Every opp shot we see Dead, Dead, Dead
Every opp shot we see Dead, Dead, Dead
(VERSE)
Back to my song named
Turbo
I got a red eye with a
Turbo
I f*ck with the g's, ain't talking bout herbo
She f*ck with the stars she said she a virgo
Now back to my song named shoot em
Killing a jit then i boot
Him
You give me the mac and you know imma shoot em
He trynna act hard but it really don't suit him
Next was a song named
Bleeding
Look at his hairline
Receding
I look at my lyrics you know that im reading
He talking that smack you know we gon beat him
Back in my songs i was flying to France while
I was f*cking yo girl and f*cking her friends
I was f*cking them all in the back of the benz
You a following bitch and im setting the trend
(SECOND VERSE)
I got me a army i got me some soldiers
Shoot up yo block while i swerve in the rover
Yo girl in my bed and im bending her over
I f*cked her so hard she move a lil slower
I smoke these exotics i bring them from india
Lil bitch is annoying i think her name Cynthia
She asking some questions like bitch is this trivia?
I'm getting my coke all the way from Bolivia
He aint spazzing lil bitch he just getting to high
2 goons on yo side but with me i got five
We shot up yo place and we put it on drive
Don't look for yo mans cuz he up in the sky
I know that she nervous she just a lil rook
But she learning her shit just taking a look
She held up the glock with the fire you cook
D, T and K we sliding with hooks
(HOOK)
Every opp shot we see Red, Red,
Red
Every opp shot we see Red, Red,
Red
Every opp shot we see Dead, Dead, Dead
Every opp shot we see Dead, Dead, Dead
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Switch up the flow and i shoot up the party
Can't trust on a bitch when i sip on Bacardi
They told me im late, i guess that im tardy
She built like a barbie but look like a smarty
I carry a glock and it blow like the flute
I'll silence the glock and it's going on mute
We jumping yo shit you got hit with a boot
Yo glocky got jammed that shit ain't gon shoot
(HOOK)
Every opp shot we see Red, Red,
Red
Every opp shot we see Red, Red,
Red
Every opp shot we see Dead, Dead, Dead
Every opp shot we see Dead, Dead, Dead
(VERSE)
Back to my song named
Turbo
I got a red eye with a
Turbo
I f*ck with the g's, ain't talking bout herbo
She f*ck with the stars she said she a virgo
Now back to my song named shoot em
Killing a jit then i boot
Him
You give me the mac and you know imma shoot em
He trynna act hard but it really don't suit him
Next was a song named
Bleeding
Look at his hairline
Receding
I look at my lyrics you know that im reading
He talking that smack you know we gon beat him
Back in my songs i was flying to France while
I was f*cking yo girl and f*cking her friends
I was f*cking them all in the back of the benz
You a following bitch and im setting the trend
(SECOND VERSE)
I got me a army i got me some soldiers
Shoot up yo block while i swerve in the rover
Yo girl in my bed and im bending her over
I f*cked her so hard she move a lil slower
I smoke these exotics i bring them from india
Lil bitch is annoying i think her name Cynthia
She asking some questions like bitch is this trivia?
I'm getting my coke all the way from Bolivia
He aint spazzing lil bitch he just getting to high
2 goons on yo side but with me i got five
We shot up yo place and we put it on drive
Don't look for yo mans cuz he up in the sky
I know that she nervous she just a lil rook
But she learning her shit just taking a look
She held up the glock with the fire you cook
D, T and K we sliding with hooks
(HOOK)
Every opp shot we see Red, Red,
Red
Every opp shot we see Red, Red,
Red
Every opp shot we see Dead, Dead, Dead
Every opp shot we see Dead, Dead, Dead
Can't trust on a bitch when i sip on Bacardi
They told me im late, i guess that im tardy
She built like a barbie but look like a smarty
I carry a glock and it blow like the flute
I'll silence the glock and it's going on mute
We jumping yo shit you got hit with a boot
Yo glocky got jammed that shit ain't gon shoot
(HOOK)
Every opp shot we see Red, Red,
Red
Every opp shot we see Red, Red,
Red
Every opp shot we see Dead, Dead, Dead
Every opp shot we see Dead, Dead, Dead
(VERSE)
Back to my song named
Turbo
I got a red eye with a
Turbo
I f*ck with the g's, ain't talking bout herbo
She f*ck with the stars she said she a virgo
Now back to my song named shoot em
Killing a jit then i boot
Him
You give me the mac and you know imma shoot em
He trynna act hard but it really don't suit him
Next was a song named
Bleeding
Look at his hairline
Receding
I look at my lyrics you know that im reading
He talking that smack you know we gon beat him
Back in my songs i was flying to France while
I was f*cking yo girl and f*cking her friends
I was f*cking them all in the back of the benz
You a following bitch and im setting the trend
(SECOND VERSE)
I got me a army i got me some soldiers
Shoot up yo block while i swerve in the rover
Yo girl in my bed and im bending her over
I f*cked her so hard she move a lil slower
I smoke these exotics i bring them from india
Lil bitch is annoying i think her name Cynthia
She asking some questions like bitch is this trivia?
I'm getting my coke all the way from Bolivia
He aint spazzing lil bitch he just getting to high
2 goons on yo side but with me i got five
We shot up yo place and we put it on drive
Don't look for yo mans cuz he up in the sky
I know that she nervous she just a lil rook
But she learning her shit just taking a look
She held up the glock with the fire you cook
D, T and K we sliding with hooks
(HOOK)
Every opp shot we see Red, Red,
Red
Every opp shot we see Red, Red,
Red
Every opp shot we see Dead, Dead, Dead
Every opp shot we see Dead, Dead, Dead
Writer: David Torres
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid