Red Light Freestyle

[Intro]
Grrah
Gang
Gang-gang-gang
Every opp shot
Grrah (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
Grrah (Grrah-grrah-grrah), grrah (Yo, Jay, how you feel about this one?), grrah

[Verse]
TG here, don't run, don't trip
Yeah, I said it before, I'ma say it again (I'ma say it again)
Who that? In the Benz
That look like the opp, then we throw more than ten
And whoever that is, y'all won’t see him again (At—)
Send him up just to meet with his friend (Meet with his friend)
And I just came home and I'm tweakin' again
She like, "TG, link up 'cause you know I’m with friends" (Who you with?)
She hit me up, but never again
Yeah, and that bitch is a thot, she was never a ten
Hop out, send shots, do it again
Me and Kenzo the real evil twins (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, boom)
Smokin' on Notti for thе win, that dumb lil' nigga went out like a bitch
You should've been totin' your knock on thе train (What?)
Nigga died, now DD got fame (DD got fame)
Damn, just get off my dick, niggas don’t even know you, stop lookin' for clout, you a lame (You a lil'-ass kid)
Notti died, they ain't let it flame (What the fuck?)
Caine died tryna get a wing (Grrah, grrah)
And I said that I'm OYK in Jaybeez face, and he ain't do a thing, like
Like, super sturdy living on the islands
Still free Huntaa, AP always wilin' (Free Huntaa)
Niggas be pussy to keep it a thousand
I do what I want and my money keep pilin’ (Grahh, grrah, boom)
Give a fuck what you say, you butt
Niggas run when I pop out the cut
That nigga dumb if you think I won’t up (Like What?)
Two shots, three shots, hittin’ him up, like (They hittin’ him up)
Off the liquor, she eatin' it up, like, off the Perky, I’m beatin’ it up
Niggas be dyin’, I’m keeping it tucked
I ain’t lacking for nobody, nigga, you dumb (Lil’ nigga you dumb)
Yus got shot 3 times, get back
Lotti, dead, he ain’t coming back
Rah Rah got shot in the back of the cab (Like, what?)
KDub tripped, got turned into a pack
Mex’ got slept in the whip, that’s a fact
Like, how many niggas got turned into a pack? (Like)
Mezzy gang, yeah, this shit is forever
Never lack, gotta keep a berretta
He tried to front, so I shot through the sweater
You never got back, how you got it together
Nigga, you better tie up your lace (What the fuck?)
I ain’t sayin' this shit for a race
When I slide to your block, don’t run, don’t trip
Like-like, don’t fall on your face
Like, every opp shot, all them niggas is plates
Shoot every Vato, I'm 5th to the Sev'
DOA, everything dead
He tried to run, he got shot in his head
Walk down gang, niggas heard what I said
Hop out the V, they fled
Where the Lam? Shit dead
Go through the 8, with the Sev'
Oh, y’all link with they gangs? Go ahead
They ain’t never get back for they deads
Speak up, I ain’t hear what you said (Like, what?)
She wanna link but I left her on read
And I gave her the dick, and she ran
Mike Amiri, be the pants
Brown skin, nice body, got a tan
In the foreign, used to be a van
Walk around, I got fans, like, look at my closet, couple bands (Like, what?) (Grrah, grrah)
Them boys need to stop it, they just fans
Know a couple niggas hating on they mans
The 5's on top, they can’t stand a chance (Like, what?)
Know they hatin’ cause they see we up
Niggas baby mothers wanna fuck it up
I’m just walking 'round with my double cup (Like, what?)
Mindin’ my business, that’s facts
Like, fuck all these bitches, they wack (Y’all wack)
Why you tryna kiss me? Get back (Get Back)
Baby girl, I ain’t with all that

[Outro]
Grrah
Gang, grrah-grrah
Grrrah, grah