Red Handed

[Chorus]x2
Red handed
Clog the drain with all the funds
Can't have it
Chase them down for a refund

[PAPA SLEEP]
Trading hands clique be interlocking
Way too dumb to sell my soul i guess we crashed the market
I need bands
I need cash
Pay the toll yea I paid my debt
Face melting dripping on the steps
Liquid pouring out the loop hole
Sold my halo
Offshore I'm gon lay low
Hands stuck to the dough I'm so poor I'm so poor burn the handle off the door this a B&e they burnt until the third degree I hear that cest la vie

Red handed
I can't find a single thing I want
Can't have it
Greedy for the fuck of it
Give it up give it up
3D Money filling up they house
Sitting on it need suspension
Needy for attention think ill burn it down

[Chorus]x2

[FUKKSAILOR]
Blueface in my pocket
Im goin up like a rocket
Fans b on me like a socket
Got a Glock right by the pocket

Hiding behind the stacks
With yo bitch countin bands
She tryna fuck, just 1 chance

Yung sailor wit an AR he gon shoot yo bitch
Yung sailor wit a Glock he gon shoot yo clique
Yung sailor wit an AR he gon shoot yo bitch
Yung sailor wit a Glock he gon shoot yo clique

Wit the shits
Yea im wit the shits
Fuk yo bitch
She said she love tricks
Now shes my bitch
Suckin on ma dick
Wit the clique, fuckin on that bitch