Red Dot lyrics

[Verse]
These n*ggas they mad cause I'm better
Like Cheez-It I get to the cheddar
I'm tryna cop a Beretta
Get to guap & that's regular
35 inna clip call me KD
Get the money, Stack it up that's daily
f*ck lean I be off that Bailey
I'm the reason n*ggas mad, They hate me
Get to the guap & that sh*t be nonstop
f*ck is the bottom tryn get to the top
n*ggas is pus*y all they do is hop
That n*gga he fakin, He doley don't pop
Talkin that hot when he with his mans
Talkin bout fair using more than 2 hands
n*gga a rainbow switchin up gangs
If I catch him lackin he won't have a chance
These n*ggas is fans
These b*tches is fans
n*ggas they know I'm up next
Talkin hot get you finessed
I ain't had sh*t & now I could flex
No King Kong I'll blow at ya chest
Killas they aimin for noggins
Coppin a Glock & they c*ck it
My n*ggas know how we rockin
False claiming they gonna off em
Chico this, Chico that
All you pus*y n*ggas do is act
All you pus*y n*ggas do is chat
b*tch you know I speak the facts
n*ggas they hate me, n*ggas they hurtin
Diss the killas they'll murk ya
Why is they mad, My n*ggas purgin
Blowin money cause we earned it
You know you ain't with the sh*ts
Shawty try to snitch imma aim at ya b*tch
Really want the money f*ck the fame, Get rich
f*ck that n*gga he a lame & he switch
Why is you mad imma just get in my bag
Yeah I be stacking my cash, n*ggas is rats
I wanna cop me a Mac, Imma just blow out her back
Don't understand why they hate me
Don't understand why they hate me
Shawty wanna have my baby
At first all the b*tches try to play me
I rap now they all wanna date me
They tweakin these b*tches is crazy
My n*gga we up ain't no lackin
These n*ggas is fake they be acting
Don't live it, They ain't bout that action
You really want smoke, Then what's Crackin
Put the red dot on my red opp
If you pillow talkin then we bend blocks
Bring like 5 n*ggas, Two 40s each
If you count it up that's 10 Glocks