Red Dead Redemption lyrics

[Intro]
Vampire Gang
Yeah, b*tch, go
​playasin don't play with you!

[Verse]
Bite on that neck, I got blood on my purchase
Young n*gga mad 'cause I f*cked all his b*tches
Cook up some blood with the sprite, it's gettin' wicked
Blood in my spot, that b*tch hooked like I'm fishin'
Pretty boy demon but I'm drippin' that Christian
She was in the trap, I post up in the kitchen
Blood diamonds in my face, stop that b*tch hittin'
I gotta yell on my b*tch and she listen
Vampire gang, I can't see my reflection
I'm in the field like I play for the Texans
I'm a lonestar, like a n*gga from Texas
We can rock out, my guitar is a [?]
f*ck that, I'm going to pretty boy heaven
Cast a spell, I'm in her dreams like Inception
Took that b*tch, her attitude my collection
Highway to hell, [?]
[?] grim, and I wish she gon' let us
Pretty boy mansion, she makin' me breakfast
Too powered up, got these f*ck n*ggas jealous
[?] keep bleeding and I need an insection
If I feel the tension I'm always gon' check it
Demon with stick, gon' need you on my sketches
Vampire gang, pouring blood in my beverage
Pretty boy dem-, hit the scene, your boys pressing
Yeah, b*tch, go
Blood Rain Boyz
Killing these n*ggas like Red Dead Redemption
I'm on them 'shrooms, in another dimension
I sh*t on that man, but he don't want no friction
Make that boy disappear like a magician
[?] like demolition
Powered up, I don't see no competition
[?]
She rubbing on me like she getting' three wishes
[Outro]
All I see is red