​nine lyrics

[Chorus]
Red Number Nine tee that's a fit
She don't f*ck wit me then it's clip
I'm off 32mg's now I'm lit
And that b*tch still tryna f*ck up on my di*k

[Verse 1]
And that boy gon' talk a lot
Little did he know that I keep a Glock
Movin' slow off the pack smokin' rock like Toph
Movin' slow off the pack smokin' rock like Toph
Tell that hoe that be wiling she can suck my c*ck
Gotta keep goin' up know that I can't flop

(watch this sh*t flop)

[Chorus]
Red Number Nine tee that's a fit
She don't f*ck wit me then it's clip
I'm off 32mg's now I'm lit
And that b*tch still tryna f*ck up on my di*k

[Verse 2]:
Hittin' the stig and it's leaking a bit
Gave me dome once now she tweakin' a bit
Say you countin' up racks but that sh*t counterfeit
Smokin' on thrax and your racks lookin' thin
I'm not a scammer but I got some bins
And you wanna feature but you is a fan
I had to p*ss so I went to the can
Make up a strategy like my name was stan
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
[Chorus]
Red Number Nine tee that's a fit
She don't f*ck wit me then it's clip
I'm off 32mg's now I'm lit
And that b*tch still tryna f*ck up on my di*k