Текст песни Red Knights - Rico Santino

Green faces keep me comfortable
Dance on em like usher do
Stayed out all night tryna get you off my mind
Let all this cash burn but I can't waste my time
Im just piling dead guys
I keep me one on the side
Im tryna make her my wife
Chi town I'm rolling dice
My gang aint nothing nice
Hold up tip em a price its gonna be a red night

Counting up in the driveway
Both hands sitting sideways
Stayed out all night tryna get you off my mind
Let all this cash burn but i can't waste my time

I just found out I aint them
I can see through them no lens
All of my friends in my pockets and yeah they all dead
I been up for a minute I can't get no rest
When you get a little guala they try and take your breathe
She moving foul they throwing tacs we need a ref
I dont do drama run me the racks no strings attached
These rappers is fraud if they want a verse then they gon get taxed
I came in this bitch by myself and you know that I'm having a blast
Probably dipped off in the cut just raising my glass
If you gon past the weed watch how you pass don't get no ash on my pants
All of this water I me it make her dance remember I couldn't get a chance
I just been minding my racks it help me relax

Green faces keep me comfortable
Dance on em like usher do
Stayed out all night tryna get you off my mind
Let all this cash burn but I can't waste my time
Im just piling dead guys
I keep me one on the side
Im tryna make her my wife
Chi town I'm rolling dice
My gang aint nothing nice
Hold up tip em a price its gonna be a red night

Counting up in the driveway
Both hands sitting sideways
I got my bands up I used to take L's a lot
They tried to get one over on me but I seen the whole plot

Don't try and go big on me you know ill splash the pot
Every time that we go out you know we tear up the spot
We moving militant like we the S.W.A.T
Im married to the game thats why my hand got a rock
Whether you like it or not
You know this shit aint gon stop
I got me some bread I let it rot
And these niggas faking a lot
But you know my shit straight drop
If she know everyone on the scene thats a call number block
I can't be wifing a thot I don't know what you thought
Yeah I can't be tying the knot
Im tryna get to the top
I am the cream of the crop
I got the cream from the crops
Im in the cop with my ops
And we still mixing liquor with pop

Green faces keep me comfortable
Dance on em like usher do
Stayed out all night tryna get you off my mind
Let all this cash burn but I can't waste my time
Im just piling dead guys
I keep me one on the side
Im tryna make her my wife
Chi town I'm rolling dice
My gang aint nothing nice
Hold up tip em a price its gonna be a red night

Counting up in the driveway
Both hands sitting sideways