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harri3t tubman! - red line savage lyrics

intro : nicki minaj lol

hook : smoking that za got black in my lung
feeling miko i busted my lungs
ripping yo hood off like a f*cking nun
p*ssy ass n*gga i’m grabbing my gun

verse 1 : silence it comes with some violence
crash in the building like a f*cking pilot
huh, b*tch 911, grabbing the nine and i’m sending that boy straight to heaven
how many b*tches i got about 7
taking your soul that sh*t straight to reverend
aye! i take you to h*ll, i have my soul i did not f*cking sell
who did you tell
i’m the reaper of this h*ll
does that ring a bell
locked in my cells
always was a living h*ll
i gotta go get up i’m telling my story
all of these n*ggas are mother f*cking boring
up in this lane and i’m feeling like tory
mac on my hip, pistol grip, non of them n*ggas had told me sh*t ,aye
p*ssing on n*ggas r kelly b*tch
up in my town i was a felon b*tch
knock a n*gga head open like a melon b*tch
uh, guess what, meeting a megan she riding me just like a stallion
i am that n*gga i’m f*cking italian
n*gga be all up inside of the stu and they talking bout nothing, i always be talking bout something
i come from the underground harriet tubman
uh, uh, finna get punished
hating dem n*ggas like i’m uncle ruckus
hitting a wheelie a n*gga be stunting
driving to fast in my mini cooper hit a hunnid hunnid and i really do it like a f*cking russian
uh , n*gga, uh, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck!!!
going stupid like a f*cking special ed, uh uh
n*gga been up moving like a f*cking sped, uh uh
yu * gi * oh blue dragon on your f*cking head , uh uh
kakarot super sayain, you is f*cking dead, uh uh
feeling like trunks with the mf blade, uh uh
feeling like baby i am f*cking paid, uh uh
hook (again) : smoking that za got black in my lung
feeling miko i busted my lungs
ripping yo hood off like a f*cking nun
p*ssy ass n*gga i’m grabbing my gun

verse 2 : aye, gotta speed it up for the d*mn one time
feeling like i’m escanor, i k!ll him with the sunshine
n*gga wanna die
blind him in his eyes
never see a sign
uh, what’s the deal, dealio
off the ropes like im rey mysterio
619 n*gga, you know the dealio
listen to my music, breaking your steores
aye! , what you know about that
all up in my prime recording in a shaq
o’neill how im ballin, put some grindstones on my coffin
who the f*ck you think you calling
bout my work i don’t be stallin
throw his ass into the gulag, thought my name was joseph stalin
pull up with the step back, like im jordan b*tch you know i’m ballin
all these p*ssy boys are some rats 911, thats what chu calling
speaking all these bars like prison, i am never f*cking talking
it’s a murder scene like bob ross , i had to go out then i chalked him
strapped up with the musket, then i walk up inside of boston
aye! carry a shovel for graves!
carry a shovel for graves!
carry a shovel for graves!!!!
outro : nicki minaj, put some n*ggas on like some mf cologne

- red line savage lyrics

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