Red Light lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah-yeah, b*tch
Raw, ooh, yuh

[Chorus]
Aye, red light red, red light red
Screaming f*ck the feds, nah
Red light red, red light red
Screaming f*ck the feds, nah
Red light red, red light red
Screaming f*ck the feds, nah
Red light red, red light red
Screaming f*ck the feds

[Verse 1]
Aye, I smoke a pound of the boof (What)
Aye, I got the pounds on my roof (Go)
Aye, she love me 'cause I'm the truth (Woah)
Aye, I do not f*ck with yo crew (Nah)
Aye, I'm at the top making moves (Moves)
Just look at me, I got the juice (Juice)
Love my brothers, I ride for my troops (What)
Oh, you snitching, you tying your noose
He be ducking, he look like a goose
Laying low, counting bands in my coupe
We got snipers can't climb on my roof
I can't trust you, no, I ain't no fool
She got wet, I f*ck her by the pool
f*ck my teachers, I knew I was cool (Cool)
I sold pack to my teachers at school (Gang)
I need bands, so I hang with the Goons (The Goons)
They got ratches, they play with the tools (The tools)
I lay low, I got too much to lose (To lose)
If he try me, he making the news (The news)
Cop designer and f*ck on my boo (My boo)
These hoes working, just watch how you move (You move)
I got sauce like I drip through my jewels (My jewels)
Kicked her out, sent her looking for clues (Clues)
[Chorus]
Lean, red light red, red light red
I'm screaming f*ck the feds, aha-nah
Red light red, red light
Aye-aye-aye

[Verse 2]
n*gga's hate, but they act like my mans (My mans)
I can't trust you, ain't shaking no hands (No hands)
n*gga's goofy be off of the xans (Xans)
You got robbed, that was part of the plan (The plan)
You forgot, guess you don't understand (You don't)
People switch, why I don't have no friends (I don't)
I'm the G.O.A.T, these lil n*gga's my lambs (My lambs)
I can't answer, my trap phone is jammed (It's jammed)
Got the pack, double up if I can (I can)
If I gotta give it to my mans (My mans)
I don't trip when it comes to my fam (Oh nah)
I can't fold on my bros, I'll be damned (Oh nah)
Caught me smoky, I smoke all the grams (Gang-gang)
These hoes love us, we f*cking the fans (We f*cking)
And all black when I hopped out the van (You know it)
And my brothers pull up and they blam (Ah-ah-ah)

[Chorus]
Lean, red light red, red lights red (Red)
We screaming f*ck the feds, nah
Red light red, red light red (Red)
We screaming f*ck the feds