​london

[Intro]
Red eyes, red eyes, red eyes, damn
What we do? We put a opp right in the sky
He thought he was elite [?] that motherfucker told
He ain't know KTF, we put them niggas on the motherfuckin' n-
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(DJ Sam)
(This is a $hmoney exclusive)

[Verse]
I'm in the spot, yeah, I'm hot
They had told me that nigga was talkin' cop
Bring the barrel with a rifle, I call it mops
I be cleanin' niggas blocks and they be callin' cops
Damn, she say she like my tats
I came up in the trap, yeah, my pockets lookin' fat
I might hit the club, throwin' money at a [?]
I just hit him up, yeah, I hit him with a mag
Red eyes, red eyes, red eyes, damn
What we do? We put a opp right in the sky
He thought he was elite [?] that motherfucker told
He ain't know KTF, we put them niggas on the motherfuckin' news
And I'm in that stolen car, I call it a coupe
It got tinted windows, tatted face, a new fuckin' tool
I just hit his block with a choppa and a deuce
Motherfuck a deuce, that bitch feelin' my fuckin' boom
She thought I was gothic way I drip 'cause I rock skinnies
I got all black on when I'm slidin' through the Biddie
Yes, I'm sippin' mud, and I'm always in my feelings
Fuck it, hit him up 'cause that lil' pussy boy was dissin'
We with black roses, they want red 'cause we have smoke
When I was villain the big bad bully was me and Forty
Got the Glock .19, showin' off my best friend
[?] splittin' wigs
I was high off meds, I was talkin' shit
I won't lie, I thought of my gang and recorded it
To the police, tell 'em that I'm startin' shit
I don't know who told you that I'm rappin', bitch
'Cause I been at the show with a nigga ho
He tryna act like I ain't no gangsta, I had to fight to show him
That big .45 in my pants, call it my lil' woadie
We put niggas down and tell 'em-, yeah, that-, know me
And I'm gon' blow that
This fashion, yeah, it came from London