Red Flag lyrics

[Intro]
Say, mane, you know it's crazy 'round here, b*tch-ass n*gga
Free Chapo
Ayy, free 1106 too, b*tch
You know what it is with me, I'm on that Top 1-2-3 sh*t

[Chorus]
Leave a pus*y n*gga stiff just like a statue
Show 'em what that bag do, must they know we catchin' hands too
Catch you, we gon' stretch you, b*tch, you know I can't look past you
And them b*tch-ass n*ggas next to you gon' get it, they gettin' smashed too
f*ck a white flag, we waving red flags
b*tch, I'm the type of man to push your f*cking dreads back
You say it's smoke, we at your throat, you shouldn't have f*ckin' said that
We let it blow, ain't take his soul, but he can't get his legs back

[Verse]
And stop flashing with that pistol with your scared ass
Tell them boys stop acting 'bout they n*gga with his dead ass
Say I'll bust your brain, it ain't a game, b*tch, I'm deadass
Up the hеat and burn 'em, we gon' turn 'em to a frеsh pack
Catch him, dump and hit his stomach, fold him like a flip phone
I'm paranoid, catch you one to the scalp, you better not flinch wrong
We face sh*t, ain't like to chase, ya had your favorite kicks on
This .45'll hit his thighs and break his f*cking hipbone
[Chorus]
Leave a pus*y n*gga stiff just like a statue
Show 'em what that bag do, must they know we catchin' hands too
Catch you, we gon' stretch you, b*tch, you know I can't look past you
And them b*tch-ass n*ggas next to you gon' get it, they gettin' smashed too
f*ck a white flag, we waving red flags
b*tch, I'm the type of man to push your f*cking dreads back
You say it's smoke, we at your throat, you shouldn't have f*ckin' said that
We let it blow, ain't take his soul, but he can't get his legs back