RedDead lyrics

[Chorus]
Yeah, 30 30 on me, Red Dead
Cowboy shooting at these opps, 'til the dirt red
I don't give a f*ck about no b*tch and what the f*ck she said
Line 'em up and chop 'em down and give me all the f*ckin' bread
30 30 on me, Red Dead
Cowboy shooting at these opps, 'til the dirt red
I don't give a f*ck about no b*tch and what the f*ck she said
Line 'em up and chop 'em down and give me all the f*ckin' bread

[Verse]
SKS with the scope, took the whole gang
b*tch I might pop out of my choppa', about that whole grain
Whip out my f*ckin' di*k and bustin' up on her whole face
My mind is a lil' cloudy while f*ckin' on her damn waist
I like b*tches with cuts on their wrist
Dead roses and black lipstick
Eyes wind back and tats on her tits
She likes switchblades and blood when it drips
Pull up, hop out the whip with my b*tch
Thirteen hundred the gliss' on my wrist
Please don't run boy, 'cause sh*t I don't miss
Ass so fat, she drained all my kids (Yeehaw)

[Outro]
Yeah, 30 30 on me, Red Dead
Cowboy shooting at these opps, 'til the dirt red
I don't give a f*ck about no b*tch and what the f*ck she said
Line 'em up and chop 'em down and give me all the f*ckin' bread
(Yeah) 30 30 on me, Red Dead
Cowboy shooting at these opps, 'til the dirt red
I don't give a f*ck about no b*tch and what the f*ck she said
Line 'em up and chop 'em down and give me all the f*ckin' bread
Yeah, 30 30 on me, Red Dead
Cowboy shooting at these opps, 'til the dirt red
I don't give a f*ck about no b*tch and what the f*ck she said
Line 'em up and chop 'em down and give me all the f*ckin' bread
(Yeah) 30 30 on me, Red Dead
Cowboy shooting at these opps, 'til the dirt red
I don't give a f*ck about no b*tch and what the f*ck she said
Line 'em up and chop 'em down and give me all the f*ckin' bread