Red Vans lyrics

[Hook]
I wanna f*ck on a bad b*tch, bring in another one with you, yeah
You wanna jump in a fast whip, I'ma go back to back with you, yeah
You wanna get on some cash sh*t, I'ma go get a pack with you, yeah
I got the dope in the stash b*tch, choppin' it up with my n*ggas, yeah
I wanna f*ck on a bad b*tch, bring in another one with you, yeah
You wanna jump in a fast whip, I'ma go back to back with you, yeah
You wanna get on some cash sh*t, I'ma go get a pack with you, yeah
I got the dope in the stash b*tch, choppin' it up with my n*ggas, yeah


[Verse 1]
f*ckin' with this rich b*tch, I might lick her 'fore I lay her, yeah
I start, I slide with this stick just like a hockey player, yeah
Water on my necklace, frosty, freezer, 'fridgerator, yeah
Dope boy in the Benzi, with them Vans on like a skater, yeah
I start sellin' Rocsi in Seattle, choppin' paper, yeah
Courtside next to Magic, I should go sign with the Lakers, yeah
Used to flip when Bobby pulled up in the Navigtor, yeah
Shout to CCA, but I'm a Eastside Gary, neighbor yeah
Traphouse was my b*tch house, right on 19th and Virginia, yeah
If I fall off with this rap sh*t, b*tch, I'm right back in it, yeah
We be at my dope spot, sellin' dope at Discount Liquors, yeah
Kicked him out the clique cause he was snitchin, takin' pictures, yeah
n*gga snitchin, takin' pictures
I used to have him at my crib, found out he was a witness
I told that pus*y n*gga Lemon, he ain't with the business
Hoe, I'm the OG, MC-G, the realest n*gga livin', yeah
[Hook]
I wanna f*ck on a bad b*tch, bring in another one with you, yeah
You wanna jump in a fast whip, I'ma go back to back with you, yeah
You wanna get on some cash sh*t, I'ma go get a pack with you, yeah
I got the dope in the stash b*tch, choppin' it up with my n*ggas, yeah
I wanna f*ck on a bad b*tch, bring in another one with you, yeah
You wanna jump in a fast whip, I'ma go back to back with you, yeah
You wanna get on some cash sh*t, I'ma go get a pack with you, yeah
I got the dope in the stash b*tch, choppin' it up with my n*ggas, yeah

[Verse 2]
I just caught a first class flight to China, b*tch you local, yeah
2 AM, picked up your b*tch and hit that Bossanova, yeah
West coast, I know who the suckers is, and who the soldiers, yeah
They was shaking booty, I was shaking up that coca, yeah
Got my n*gga Deuce, my n*gga Worth and they be 'whoopin, yeah
Shout out Tiny Sodi in the 'pen and keep it movin', yeah
b*tch, I know some lames, I know some Grapes, I know some Hoovers, yeah
Ride down [?] with the top off [?], yeah
When I'm in the Bay, you know it's rest in peace to Jacka, yeah
n*gga, f*ck this rap sh*t, we was wrapping up a package, yeah
Bust down on your block and use an 'op for target practice, yeah
Got my sh*t expunged, I took them crackers off my jacket, yeah
Yeah them crackers, I'm back to jackin'
Got on probation in the way, but I was still packin'
I keep my strap next to my bad b*tch, I ain't never lackin'
That high speed chase, we bustin' at the sergeant and the captain, yeah, n*gga
[Hook]
I wanna f*ck on a bad b*tch, bring in another one with you, yeah
You wanna jump in a fast whip, I'ma go back to back with you, yeah
You wanna get on some cash sh*t, I'ma go get a pack with you, yeah
I got the dope in the stash b*tch, choppin' it up with my n*ggas, yeah
I wanna f*ck on a bad b*tch, bring in another one with you, yeah
You wanna jump in a fast whip, I'ma go back to back with you, yeah
You wanna get on some cash sh*t, I'ma go get a pack with you, yeah
I got the dope in the stash b*tch, choppin' it up with my n*ggas, yeah