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redwhiteblue - franco drew lyrics

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chorus:
yea red white to the blue
horse shoes on my -ss cuz i’m pullin out the trues
i ain’t say a word ‘less im hopping in the booth
and i’m always moving forward so i gotta stick & move

verse 1:
did it for my kinfolk, yea i really did that
rollin up the indo, stuff it in a zig zag
hitting up a nympho, pop it like a tictac
shootin through the window, break it like a kit kat
kitty cats in my business
skinny motha f-cka but i love them with a thickness
isolate myself cuz i can’t have me any witness
roley on my wrist cuz i be gliding through the minutes
sunrise, sunset, no boulevard
no telescope but you looking at a shooting star
haters finna hate, so you know i had to prove em wrong
2 steps ahead brother, how you really should have thought
’cause it’s all in the base of the mindset
heart beats bumping with the b-ss of my rhymes said
in the stu’ cookin lord know how much i spent
spitting all these bars got me feeling like i’m high as heck
yea i had to keep it clean
said i’m always in the scene while you looking through a screen
thousand dollar jeans, now she wanna be my queen
so i kick her to the door as i’m aiming for the spleen uh

chorus:
yea red white to the blue
horse shoes on my -ss cuz i’m pullin out the trues
i ain’t say a word ‘less im hopping in the booth
and i’m always moving forward so i gotta stick & move

verse 2:
why you talking sh-t when you know that you ain’t sh-t?
i’ll be spitting flows like a hoe with her veins split
warfares guerilla, i’ll go mother f-ckin ape sh-t
pimp slap a b-tch, that’s a certified face lift
gucci on the belt, ferragamo if i’m laced up
drew be making movies see the name on a pay stub
goose with my brothers, and we never sip a chaser
toast with my fam, for demise of the haters
everybody talking, yet they nothing but a sissy
i’ll be grabbing on my d-ck, while you rubbin on your kitty
cuz i’m smooth how i move now my city f-ckin with me
better get up out my face ‘fore i’m busting on the glizzy
i’m a young dude, saying age is nothing but a number
phoenix from the ashes cuz i never had a slumber
beating on my chest, playing drums under thunder
beating all your -sses if you scratching up my bumper
yea and that goes for the benzo
honda to a ‘cedez now that’s what i call a friend zone
cartier frames what surround around the lens though
one punchline knocking down about 10 foes

chorus:
yea red white to the blue
horse shoes on my -ss cuz i’m pullin out the trues
i ain’t say a word ‘less im hopping in the booth
and i’m always moving forward so i gotta stick & move

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