Red Light

[Intro]
Yeah-yeah, bitch
Raw, ooh, yuh

[Chorus]
Aye, red light red, red light red
Screaming fuck the feds, nah
Red light red, red light red
Screaming fuck the feds, nah
Red light red, red light red
Screaming fuck the feds, nah
Red light red, red light red
Screaming fuck the feds

[Verse 1]
Aye, I smoke a pound of the boof (What)
Aye, I got the pounds on my roof (Go)
Aye, she love me 'cause I'm the truth (Woah)
Aye, I do not fuck with yo crew (Nah)
Aye, I'm at the top making moves (Moves)
Just look at me, I got the juice (Juice)
Love my brothers, I ride for my troops (What)
Oh, you snitching, you tying your noose
He be ducking, he look like a goose
Laying low, counting bands in my coupe
We got snipers can't climb on my roof
I can't trust you, no, I ain't no fool
She got wet, I fuck her by the pool
Fuck my teachers, I knew I was cool (Cool)
I sold pack to my teachers at school (Gang)
I need bands, so I hang with the Goons (The Goons)
They got ratches, they play with the tools (The tools)
I lay low, I got too much to lose (To lose)
If he try me, he making the news (The news)
Cop designer and fuck on my boo (My boo)
These hoes working, just watch how you move (You move)
I got sauce like I drip through my jewels (My jewels)
Kicked her out, sent her looking for clues (Clues)

[Chorus]
Lean, red light red, red light red
I'm screaming fuck the feds, aha-nah
Red light red, red light
Aye-aye-aye

[Verse 2]
Nigga's hate, but they act like my mans (My mans)
I can't trust you, ain't shaking no hands (No hands)
Nigga's goofy be off of the xans (Xans)
You got robbed, that was part of the plan (The plan)
You forgot, guess you don't understand (You don't)
People switch, why I don't have no friends (I don't)
I'm the G.O.A.T, these lil nigga's my lambs (My lambs)
I can't answer, my trap phone is jammed (It's jammed)
Got the pack, double up if I can (I can)
If I gotta give it to my mans (My mans)
I don't trip when it comes to my fam (Oh nah)
I can't fold on my bros, I'll be damned (Oh nah)
Caught me smoky, I smoke all the grams (Gang-gang)
These hoes love us, we fucking the fans (We fucking)
And all black when I hopped out the van (You know it)
And my brothers pull up and they blam (Ah-ah-ah)

[Chorus]
Lean, red light red, red lights red (Red)
We screaming fuck the feds, nah
Red light red, red light red (Red)
We screaming fuck the feds