Red Dot lyrics

[Verse 1: Rah Macc]
New opps, let's tweak
We still in the streets
Head shot, dip off the scene
Bend to the P's
Nowhere they can't be, tell 'em spin and just see
RG click off the lean
KG send three
New opps, let's tweak
We still in the streets
Head shot, dip off the scene
Bend to the P's
Nowhere they can't be, tell 'em spin and just see
RG click off the lean
KG send three

[Verse 2: Nunnie Da III]
Smokin' on Reefy, n*gga got me high
We bеnd thru' the Kirk tryna let bullets fly
Gamе time, all we wanna do is slide
He mentionin' bro, I don't think that was wise
Like hol' on, we gon' put him in the sky
Shout out that boy who went out on the ride
Like KG keep clickin', tryna leave 'em fried
No Dizzy could say that they touched one of mine
I ain't playin', I told T Moo stop the V
I'm tryna get close, so I walked up on feet
Like, I let off two then KG let off three
Then he fell to the floor, I think that's a new spleeze
Time to get low, we duckin' from the D's
[?], they be on they knees
Reefy, Chicken, Mali, different names of weed
If I see G Baby then I'm gonna squeeze
Posted on Linden wit' a couple Tr3ys and I'm wit' some ooters who throw up the Roc
Mali ran and then his body dropped
It's gon' be a petey if I catch a Lots
Wal Blixk keep dissin', n*gga need to stop
You could ask the Line, n*ggas know our bop
Mdot be itchin', tryna catch a Floxk
Once we spot a Dizzy, ain't no sayin' stop
[Verse 3: Kay Glizz]
Let it fly for my dead guys
Still screamin' out "f*ck all they dead guys"
Try to be grown and hit wit' a leg guys
Had to flick on the V when they sped by
Smokin' on brodie, you gon' make the headline
They put Boogie to sleep, it was bedtime
The homies up north, they ain't doin' no fed time
I heard they homie got left by that red sign
You could slide thru' the side if you wanna
Red dot, now we got a runner
Back shot, that was for talkin' on Gunna
I told Nunnie to flex, a new blunt out
I used to circle, from sundown to sun up
Had to chill, I got milli's to run up
Jackin' us K, better keep you a gun tucked
I might up it and flick on some dumb stuff
Grahh
The ooter is back, wit' hollows for any opp who sent that rap
Melly gone, don't know where he at
Yo Reefy, how in the hell did you Makk?
G Baby, please stop wit' all the cap
I catch you, them hollows gon' eat through that fat
M&M, B&B, so many packs
It's send three to Gee, why the f*ck would I lack?