Red Rum lyrics

by

Anti Da Menace


Keep your blicky tucked and hussle bruh don't never listen to these hoes
Never be too disrespectful, listen to the biggest bros
I sat down and listened to that sh*t and now my pockets swoll
Better keep your distance from that b*tch cuz she gon’ wipe your nose

Red rum, red rum (yeah)
Red rum, red rum
Hella bodies get to droppin make the feds come (yeah)
This that, this that red rum (blaow)

I can’t go to sleep or eat my meal until a n**ga killed
Evеry time I check my timelinе another n**ga drilled
I feel just like guwop, I’ma f*ck her in my gucci slips
I feel like I’m luwap, I break em’ down and sell this sh*t
Oh the pain was gettin’ too hot I guess we gotta mail this sh*t

Vacuum seal up on the zot the mailman can’t smell this sh*t
Back in, we just a found a new plug up in Cali yeah them packs in
Better not say a word about BK I’ll get you smacked twin

Ma look at the man that I’m becoming
You’ll never catch me running
I won’t crash out like a dummy
Yes I’m still the same n**ga
I just got me a lil’ money
Tell em come on with them figures
I walk through for a hundred
Keep your blicky tucked and hussle bruh don't never listen to these hoes
Never be too disrespectful, listen to the biggest bros
I sat down and listened to that sh*t and now my pockets swoll
Better keep your distance from that b*tch cuz she gon’ wipe your nose

Red rum, red rum (yeah)
Red rum, red rum
Hella bodies get to droppin make the feds come (yeah)
This that, this that red rum (blaow)

Where the f*ck they was at when I was down bad on my ass
And now these people come around I guess they tryna see my stash
But I can’t let em’ do me bad just like a pepper on they ass (yeah)
Ima make em sh*t bricks then split them up like bacon bits

Foreign cars, you can’t stop this sh*t it’s in my blood I came out going hard
Get anything you want I swear it's hella love for baby nod
Im one of the ones I’m just realized that this sh*t real
Gotta stay off drugs don't wanna die up off a fake pill

Mama say you trippin’ you too young you don’t even take pills
Adderall mixed with this percocet feel like a j still
But you know I’m for sure a young n**ga got his head on
Why yall count’ me out y’all know y’all pus*y n**ga’s dead wrong

Keep your blicky tuck in hussle bruh don't never listen to these hoes
Never be too disrespectful, listen to the biggest bros
I sat down and listened to that sh*t and now my pockets swoll
Better keep your distance from that b*tch cuz she gon’ wipe your nose
Red rum, red rum (yeah)
Red rum, red rum
Hella bodies get to dropping make the feds come (yeah)
This that, this that red rum (blaow)
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