Текст песни SEEIN' RED - LG2D

Woaahhh
Aight we boutta do another one real quick
I got a Fruit Roll-up on my wrist
I don't actually i lied, my bad

I been up too late
The fifty milligram went to my head
I'm still a man, cus i make the bread
You cut my flow and you wind up dead
I think your HP is low cus u seein red
If you thought i was finished man im sorry but you were misled

Everytime i kill another comes round
And i take it to the back your lost ain't no found
And i been on power trip every minute i been in it
I stay winning i ain't finished but im bout to post now like wow
Never thought that i'd be here right now
Been a long time but i got my crown
You wanna smoke up but first bust down
(Whoa hey, slow down)

Do-don't wanna overflow all the dew in the cup
I just can't get enough
Of the way that you rub me down
Take another hit and we start another round
Lets go
Check my chest whoa
Pullin all the b*tches but i ain't at petco
Fueling up at petro
Then i make the gas go vroom
Boutta have a blast with demons no doom
I didn't think i'd get here so soon

I been up too late
The fifty milligram went to my head
I'm still a man, cus i make the bread
You cut my flow and you wind up dead
I think your HP is low cus u seein red
If you thought i was finished man im sorry but you were misled

I been up too late
The fifty milligram went to my head
I'm still a man, cus i make the bread
You cut my flow and you wind up dead
I think your HP is low cus u seein red
If you thought i was finished man im sorry but you were misled

I'm sorry but you were misled, lil b*tch
Now you got me up thinking what you said, lil b*tch
Triple the bullets, cocking it back, then im gonna shoot a b*tch
Corrupted two headed goat, feeling like I'm Lil Durk
Milligram went to his head, imma pop a 30 perc
Fake an internet gangster, My caps lock finna murk
Make his body float up, like a chatter turnin lurk

Make a heal potion, I'll eat it for breakfast
Just like I'm NicePeter, lil hint to a Alexis
You know I'm the sh*t, we hop right in a Lexus
Then right in the car, we holding pistols ambidextrous
Like I'm lil Melly, take the car for a spin
Then imma track all the bullets, til my team turn a win
I'll break all your walls, like it was Berlin
That last line was Corrupted, not talking the Twins

I been up too late
The fifty milligram went to my head
I'm still a man, cus i make the bread
You cut my flow and you wind up dead
I think your HP is low cus u seein red
If you thought i was finished man im sorry but you were misled