Tonemade - Red Dot Lyrics

Yungeen from the trenches, know exactly where to find me at
Plotting on a murder think it's time to get that body back
Bullets got no name I went and customized a body bag
Cuz wiped his nose and left that nigga with a snotty rag
I'm tired of smoking what's his name I'm finna cop another pack
Bullets flying past a nigga ear like what the f*ck is that
Crunch time I don't know about y'all but I'm gone bust mine
Front line, I don't know about you but bitch I want mine
Head tops bullets get to knocking out his dreadlocks
Dead opps they know ain't no running from this red dot

Hit the back door, they gone let me in
Too many shooters tryna clap, we pack like Mexicans
You can't get in with your gun, nigga, yes I can
Cause in these trenches, it get wicked, you won't catch me slipping
Got 33 in my extension like I'm Scottie Pippen
Scraping the pot inside the kitchen, shorty washing' dishes
Got residue under her nails cuz she work the scales
And if I get caught in a jam she gone pay the bail
Keep it a band tho how you a trapper but never post up in a bando
Slide with a ratchet get to clapping on commando
Too many bodies I go crazy call me Rambo

Yungeen from the trenches know exactly where to find me at
Plotting on a murder think it's time to get that body back
Bullets got no name I went and customized a body bag
Cuz wiped his nose and left that nigga with a snotty rag
We tired of smoking what's his name? I'm finna cop another pack
Bullets flying past a nigga ear like what the f*ck is that
Crunch time I don't know about y'all but I'm gone bust mine
Front line I don't know about you but bitch I want mine
Head top bullets get to knocking out his dreadlocks
Dead hops they know ain't no running from this red dot