Red Bottomz lyrics

by

Rico Cartel


[Intro]
Ouu, yeah yeah
This one for my n*ggas
Aye, I then caught my way
I then caught my way
West Atlanta Native n*gga
Still a south youngan n*gga
Its a young n*gga world
Aye, its a young n*gga world
Its a young n*gga world
Got on red bottomz
In the red bottomz
Stepping in them red bottomz

[Chorus]
Walked in the church with some red bottom prints
For my n*ggas cause I heard that the feds gottem
Take one of my n*ggas, swear to god we gon head shot em
Catch me in my city, I be stepping in red bottomz
Walked in the church with some red bottom prints
For my n*ggas cause I heard that the feds gottem
Take one of my n*ggas, swear to god we gon head shot em
Catch me in my city, I be stepping in red bottomz

[Verse 1]
Catch me in the wind blowing pine I just ride and look
My heart be bleeding pain on the beat so i might write a book
See my dawg get popped on the block and it left me shook
Paint a picture, Imma hitta, I did some things.. you know what it took
Taking pills, I just popped a perc I hope it ease the pain
No umbrella cover by my glizzy walking through the rain
Keep a distance from them bustas, keep a sucka out ya game
Never playing both sides forever rocking with the gang

[Chorus]
Walked in the church with some red bottom prints
For my n*ggas cause I heard that the feds gottem
Take one of my n*ggas, swear to god we gon head shot em
Catch me in my city, I be stepping in red bottomz
Walked in the church with some red bottom prints
For my n*ggas cause I heard that the feds gottem
Take one of my n*ggas, swear to god we gon head shot em
Catch me in my city, I be stepping in red bottomz
[Verse 2]
Leave a n*gga sh*tty, I ain't playing with nobody
Smoke the pain away but my emotions acting rowdy
When you hotbox in the stolo babygirl the cop be callin
And that K do got a kickback that b*tch gon kick like Ronda Rousey
Lean got me leaning, talking to the demons
She just want my semen, my d yeah she be eating
Opposition tweeting, yo main b*tch she be cheating
And the reaper he be creeping can't let a n*gga creep in
Leave him in the deep end we shoot so play yo defense
We blew a n*gga D in, pull off in a big benz
Tryna f*ck on ha friend, Folly know I won't bend
Good bags, we in motion, she wet like she the ocean

[Chorus]
Walked in the church with some red bottom prints
For my n*ggas cause I heard that the feds gottem
Take one of my n*ggas, swear to god we gon head shot em
Catch me in my city, I be stepping in red bottomz
Walked in the church with some red bottom prints
For my n*ggas cause I heard that the feds gottem
Take one of my n*ggas, swear to god we gon head shot em
Catch me in my city, I be stepping in red bottomz
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