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420:pimpin’ ft. ikey ike - red november lyrics

*ikey ike verse

ikey ike i’m a beast realest in the streets baby l.o.e, uh
freestlying on this beat giving n*ggas heat, baby what you mean, uh
never ever in between always outside, and we looking clean, uh
if you ever pull better come happy or i coming mean, sheesh
screaming f*ck donald trump n*gga you a numb you ain’t do me none, uh it’s a pump in the trunk don’t make em dump give em what he want sheesh, n*ggas always move funny when its bout the money, but i ain’t no dummy uh, today four fifteen in five days it’s four twenty, uh n*gga blaze the blunt smelling like we blazing skunks
we just raising funds if they wanna hate raise the trunk
i am the youngest in charge i am the youngest that starts; stumbled in jungles and tumbled with tigers that tore that b*tch up in the car
she jump in the car, now she f*cking with the plan she know that i am the man you don’t understand but i really over stand boy what the f*ck is you saying? who the f*ck you think you talking too lil n*gga, kid f*ck is you playing? you can’t move in my house lil dumb b*tch, girl. f*ck is you staying? switch it up, started f*cking with plugs whooop! , uh , f*ck is you paying? n*gga is dubs f*cking with drugs, coke, uh f*ck is you wearing?

*nove verse

lately i’m convinced, n*ggas only hate me cause they that i’m the sh*t
emotions boil over, cop a lawyer for defense; tryna push limits like a n*gga sensitive
nove must be super he don’t know what weakness is ; playing hardball sorry dog i’m legit
i could put you on but really you ain’t learning sh*t
give what i give cause i get it how i live
look at all these signs in front me nove got the gift

spend my sat*rdays’ in places that you can’t get in
so what you wanna do?, what you gonna do?
what you wanna do? , what you gonna do?

look at the bricks in the bull i cannot phatom i lose i cannot stop i refuse cross to my left dribble step thru for the oop look at the man passing the rock from the stands how can you hate on the man it was written in the plan like that n*gga from the land i need to get where i’m going breach and give it to my man i cannot win if he can’t keeping my feet out the sand heading east st laurent got my eyes set on france cameras sniping like durant a change of setting for the win i need to get where i’m going it was written in plan

spend my sat*rdays’ in places that you can’t get in
so what you wanna do?, what you gonna do?
what you wanna do? , what you gonna do?

drink up, pour out
we lit, turn up
i’m trippy, my feet up
i’m hot now, i’m blazin

spend my sat*rdays’ in places that you can’t get in
so what you wanna do?, what you gonna do?
what you wanna do? , what you gonna do?

- red november lyrics

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