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red (prod. rare) - prodbyrare lyrics

(chorus)
yeah, aye
i’ve been runnin’ up my money
i’ve been runnin’ up my cash
i’ve been leaving n*ggas bl**dy give ’em all a heart attack
real bl**dy, real red yeah (yeah)
real bl**dy, real red, yeah
30 glock .44 a pop
had your money n*gga, that’s a op (that’s a f*ckin’ op!)
if you come clean, might leave you drop
real bl**dy, real red, yeah (aye)

(verse 1)
feelin’ like i’m sipping chamomile, yeah
purple lean, admiral, yeah
no more beans and rice, that’s a meal, yeah
she really f*ckin’ with my s*x appeal, yeah
why not go and scream my name?
why not f*ck me for the fame?
getting high in every way but i ain’t gon’ switch my lane
yeah you know that imma leave him real red yeah
yeah you know that imma leave him real red yeah

(verse 2)
i leave them bl**dy and red
two .30 shots to their head
sippin’ on my chamomile too
but you know that these n*ggas be comin’ in yeah
all my money, i’m blessed
shawty got a widespread
talkin’ ’bout your b*tch, not shotty
she give me p*ssy n*gga right on the lobby

(outro)
real bl**dy, real red yeah (aye, yeah)
real bl**dy real red yeah (aye, yeah)
real bl**dy real red yeah (aye)
yeah, real bl**dy real red yeah (b*tch ayee!)
i know that you heard what i said (aye, yeah)
i like to leave them bl**dy and red (aye, yeah yeah)
all these supreme bags like ’em red (red red)
all these red bags got me like “yeah yeah” (like “yeah yeah yeah”)
like yeah yeah yeah (like “yeah yeah yeah”)
leave ’em bl**dy, real red (leave ’em bl**dy, real red)
leave ’em bl**dy, real red

- prodbyrare lyrics

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