Royal Red lyrics

[Verse 1: Eastside Reup]
I jumped in this sh*t to get some money, you just want the fame
Street n*gga, I went and bought a bag before I got a chain
You don't even really want no money, you just [?]
Certified trapper, you just a rapper, b*tch, we really paid
Hate when n*ggas cap off of they raps, they ain't sold a thing
[?] we just dropped a 4 of Wok inside a lemonade
Bags go, put it in my hands, I'm gon' get it off
Everytime I hit [?] but I ain't playing golf
[?] with any n*gga, let's go have a [?]
[?] still ain't showing deals, I can't take a band off
Go to war with any n*gga, let's go have a stand off
[?] tear his ass apart, watch it knock his legs off
I'm outside tryna find a thousand blues and get them mailed off
[?] through T.S.A., hopе they don't smell that
f*ck all of that cute sh*t, n*gga, this that drug rap
[?] my sh*t, n*gga, this that out thе mud rap
[?] can help you grow [?]
Plug music, [?] ain't no love rap
Trap music, I want it to last, real trap rappers
Did a show for [?] jumpd off stage and bought a bag after

[Verse 2: Skilla Baby]
Smoking in this b*tch, 'cause there's boes in the whip
Call it bollingball, I put three hoes in [?]
I'm a young n*gga, but my money grown in this b*tch
[?] 20,000 in my pole in the whip
I keep blues 'cause I hustle, baby, show me a nip
You know big bro a Blood, but my [?] looking Crip
n*gga, one thing fasho, I know n*ggas can't f*ck with me
I'm cut like a knife, I'll get n*ggas a buck fifty
All G's in my unit, dare a n*gga get buck with me
I'm still riding with the same n*ggas that ran it up with me
I'll tag a n*gga in, I got Reup with me
[?] Eastside to Reup with me
I'm a real humble n*gga, I'm a demon, though
[?] you never seen it blow
I came a long way from [?] fiends the blow
Like I brought you to the weekend, but I need my dough
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