Red Light Freestyle lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
(Big Backdoor, n*gga)
Yeah
Ayy

[Verse]
Soon as Pape walked in this b*tch, I get to blackin'
Where his coffin at? I need it 'cause it's finna happen (FOREVEROLLING)
Yeah, who backdoored you done backdoored 'cause you said you'd leave it, yeah
Hundred pounds inside this Civic, had my runner get it
I want somethin', I ain't hatin' on no n*gga, I'm gon' go get it
Got two thirties for a fifty, that's how low he f*ckin' with me
I go back to the basics, ain't sh*t, got a full clip
They said I got a long lip, his b*tch mouth got strong grip
I say I got a long bank account, zero, comma, zero
On Camp Creek, I'm JAY-Z the hero, on Washington Road, Chevron and Texaco
Yeah, stupid n*gga shoot hisself like Plaxico, yeah
Cheddar Bob, now he scarred, I already know
Used to mob, I got popped, then start gettin' dough
Now I live off streams and the downloads, now on go
He just poured a deuce, it just dropped in a juice
On a dead end with some dead friends
This a Glock, no twenty-two
A thirty clip filled to the roof
Can't trust that b*tch, know she the swoop
Let me rob your brother, baby
Let me know if that's cool with you
It be n*ggas puttin' they face on sh*t ain't got nothin' to do with you
Oh, he gon' die with you, wan' cry with you, he left you when he moved
It's on, I scheduled to get this move out
f*cked her, I didn't knew her
Thirty damn near threw up
Call that b*tch and I get chewed up, yeah, yeah
Private je-ne-net, I flewed out
I don't give a f*ck about my enemies, I grewed up
M&M&M&M-nies just pulled up
Big Backdoor might come right down your chimney and get you touched
I'm so thankful, super thankful
Make sure that K full, just ate, I ain't full
Yeah, it's a plain jane, darling, it's no jewels
Big Boss don't gangbang, my darling, just don't do it
b*tch, I been big homie, wouldn't believe that
Pullin' down my ski mask
I catch you, won't come back 'cause this not freeze tag
The Saint Laurent and Gucci fashion on these tags
Yeah, get the car in my b*tch name 'cause I don't need tags
Rollin' with Backdoor, I'm flexin', n*gga, you know he's back
If I ever gave you any money, I want that cheese back
Hold the camera up for my son, lil' n*gga cheese back
Get rich, do somethin' for his lil' son, can't bring Cheese back
Lotta sh*t done hurt me on that path to greatness
I'm bobbin', weavin' through this sh*t, Big Backdoor Cassius Clayin'
They passed the ball, I took the shot 'cause I don't do half the playin'
Every day, I use this sh*t, my favorite app the calculator
They call me C4, baby, what is your name?
I was just CEO first, then Big Backdoor came
I numb the beat with my verse, this sh*t like Novocaine
Take one more step, I blow your brain
Smoke ganja juice the smokers can't
Audemars Piguet, it was plain
Soon as I walked inside this b*tch, they had to get me together
Yeah, I go Dior sweater
Still got my black door-kickers
Roll the dead man in a Backwood, I'm that good
Opp smokin', Glock totin', young rich n*gga from the hood
Yeah, young rich n*gga, I say it twice 'cause it's really facts
b*tch said, "Daddy, you give me life," told her give it back"
Yeah, I'm not takin' your advice, 'cause it don't f*ckin' match
Yeah, how a square gon' tell a lion how to scratch his back? 4