Notorious lyrics
by Chetta
[Part I]
[Intro: REDZED]
Uh
Fill 'em up
Ayy
[Verse 1: REDZED]
Reddy nauseous when he pops, it's a hazard, then he bombs
Drinking way too many shots, fall and faint, then puke 'em shards
Mothef*cker, I'ma drain, so sick of being blamed
For the stuff in my brain, b*tch, I'm no f*cking sane
I'ma pull trigger, trigger, pow-pow, then you figure
Got blood on a finger, hide the body, I won't linger
Pow-pow, hit your face with a shovel when you getting up
It's that south Beam killer, b*tch, f*ck him up!
Pop them pills, put 'em middle fingers up
b*tch, it's a goddamn thrill, take them veins and fill 'em up
That so I calm my sorrow, the happiness I borrow
Get it back tomorrow, the life is hard to swallow
You tell me something bad, then, b*tch, I'm cynical, get medic
'Cause I'm f*cking you up bad, it might get lethal, b*tch, I'm heavy
Just another one to bust, why you breaking all my trust?
I'm on f*cking nos, b*tch, just turned in a dust
[Verse 2: Chetta]
Smoking on big pack, do-si-do
Tryna keep up, you don't want that smoke, b*tch, I roll like four by four
Pop that trunk, gon' feel me though, I can't trust no silly hoes
I don't f*ck with that Henny sh*t, too busy mixing medicines
Fish scale in my brain, blood stains fall like rain
And my chain, go insane, diamonds busting out of frame, damn
I pour more pints than an oil change, aw man
It ain't hard to maintain
b*tch, we on the same thing, pockets full of dead faces
All hunnits loose change, gripping on your b*tch thigh
Sad she want my last name, woe, I'm out in Poland
Still get you b*tch ass hoes shot, popping pills the motion
And I'm moving 'til I pass out, think I need to slow it down
Gucci on my toes now, remix flip my dope now
Cook it on the stove wow, kill it when I show out
Please send my condolence, water whipping drowning, woah-woah
[Part II]
[Chorus: REDZED]
Redy, redy, redy
Redy (f*ck him up)
Redy, redy
[Verse 3: REDZED]
Redyzedy, the f*cking boss, b*tch, I'm killing it like I'm SARS
Faking boys come and say goodbyes, you flirt with death, rolling with a dice
Only speaking in evil tongues, got that flame coming out my guns
Once I hate the stupid c*nts, and they don't stand a f*cking chance
Pop them pills, put 'em middle fingers up
b*tch, it's a goddamn thrill, take them veins and fill 'em up
That so I calm my sorrow, the happiness I borrow
Get it back tomorrow, the life is hard to swallow
[Chorus: REDZED]
Redy, redy, redy
Redy, redy, redy
Redy, redy
[Verse 4: REDZED]
b*tch, I walk in the alley, I lay low, mothef*cker, I'm high, and all day long
I speak to the devil on a payphone, got hundred flows, ya'll rap with the same tone
b*tch, I'm an alien that kills Ripley, there ain't no way I'd let that b*tch flee
Get f*cked in a head, turn in dead meat, that green f*cking acid, my bad teeth
b*tch, I'm an alien that kills Ripley, there ain't no way I'd let that b*tch flee
Get f*cked in a head, turn in dead meat, that green f*cking acid, my bad teeth