Red Bandana lyrics

by

D. Savage


[Intro: 21 Savage]
(Pyrex whippa)

[Chorus: D Savage]
I pop me a Perc I feel better, I'm icy no matter the weather
Young rich n*gga fly like a feather, she bummin' with me if I let her
Draco, Glock Beretta, I pour a deuce in my Fanta (I'm high)
Free all my goons out the slammer, we rock them red bandanas (Uh)

[Verse 1: G2]
Yeah, I'm in a room full of goons, G2 and Savage we can't lose
[?} high as a moon, Please don't make G lose his cool
FN really make n*ggas ouu, I got on all this ice
Catching these flights, ship the pack overnight
[?] I be so f*ckin' [?], I get so high
Feel like I'm [?], these n*ggas scared to slide
They do not ride, we totin' poles tonight
Don't give a f*ck if it's a show tonight, beat the beat up like f*ckin' Ike
f*ck the police I know my rights, [?]

[Chorus: D Savage]
I pop me a Perc I feel better, I'm icy no matter the weather
Young rich n*gga fly like a feather, she bummin' with me if I let her
Draco, Glock Beretta, I pour a deuce in my Fanta (I'm high)
Free all my goons out the slammer, we rock them red bandanas
I pop me a Perc I feel better, I'm icy no matter the weather
Young rich n*gga fly like a feather, she bummin' with me if I let her
Draco, Glock Beretta, I pour a deuce in my Fanta (I'm high)
Free all my goons out the slammer, we rock them red bandanas
{Verse 2: D Savage]
Young rich n*gga sh*t I'm icy, n*gga steal my flow stop biting
Keep a strap 'cause I don't like fighting, we gon beat the beat up Mike Tyson
b*tch I been MIA, faded can't feel my face
n*ggas ain't gettin' no money, needa stay in your place
Thuggin' in the motherf*ckin' trap, tryna put the gang on the motherf*ckin' map
n*ggas ain't real that's cap, pop a Perc 10 'fore I break yo b*tch back
Really been getting to the bag, getting to the racks
Shoppin' at Saks, n*gga's ain't gunnin' like me, gunnin' like us
n*gga that's facts

[Chorus: D Savage]
I pop me a Perc I feel better, I'm icy no matter the weather
Young rich n*gga fly like a feather, she bummin' with me if I let her
Draco, Glock Beretta, I pour a deuce in my Fanta (I'm high)
Free all my goons out the slammer, we rock them red bandanas (Uh)
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