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nico roberts, baby keem, quavo & little simz - redline riot كلمات أغنية

[intro: quavo]
yessir!
uh! huncho!
true rapz in the buildin’
let’s run it up, run it up, run it up—skrrt!
f_ck all that waitin’, we floor it now!

[verse 1: nico roberts]
pedal on the floor, b_tch, i’m married to the speed
never pray to no opp, i just pray they all bleed
whole block screamin’ like the tires just cried
and the f_ckboys duck when the crew outside
gas in my blood, f_ck a seatbelt law
i done broke more rules than your daddy ever saw
chrome so mean, make the whole lane move
hoes in the front, they just love my groove
cash on deck, yeah, the whip paid twice
ain’t a single fake soul in my crew so nice
middle finger to the pigs in the blacked_out van
they can’t touch sh_t, i’m a free_born man
hit the nitrous, b_tch, now the paint start peelin’
in the fast lane life, all i know is k!llin’
ten toes down when i race to the light
if the law want smoke, then we go all night
money in the trunk with the strap in the glove
if it ain’t about bread, then it ain’t my love
whole block know that my block stay loud
and i’ll f_ck up the peace just to make mom proud
[hook: quavo]
(yeah) redline riot, we don’t stop for the sirens
drip so loud that the streets start firin’
whole gang slide and the tires start cryin’
tell the law “f_ck off,” it’s just true rapz vibin’
(yeah) redline riot, push it ‘til it get violent
chrome so bright that the sun start hidin’
whole gang ridin’ and the speed unlicensed
tell ‘em buckle up, b_tch, it’s just true rapz vibin’

[verse 2: baby keem]
hop in the back with the bass on blast
if you ain’t movin’ fast then your sh_t won’t last
i’m a crash test dummy with the check so fat
and a bad lil’ b_tch tryna sit on my lap
whip on tilt, got the dash like neon
f_ck your wave, that sh_t been peon
i’m a straight_line k!ller with the mic in hand
put your hoe in the booth, she a true rapz fan
benz too loud, make the neighbors complain
but they still tryna smile when i pass champagne
f_ck a red light, i see green in my soul
i done broke more limits than the stories they told
gas smell sweet, got the backseat hazy
we don’t slow for sh_t ‘cause the whole crew crazy
racks in the jeans, i’m allergic to broke
and the opps talk tough but they choke on smoke
skrrt past life with my mind in gear
if you fear no death, then you got no fear
whole game bent ‘til the frame might snap
and i’ll still get rich if the wheels fall flat
[hook: quavo]
(yeah) redline riot, we don’t stop for the sirens
drip so loud that the streets start firin’
whole gang slide and the tires start cryin’
tell the law “f_ck off,” it’s just true rapz vibin’
(yeah) redline riot, push it ‘til it get violent
chrome so bright that the sun start hidin’
whole gang ridin’ and the speed unlicensed
tell ‘em buckle up, b_tch, it’s just true rapz vibin’

[verse 3 – jid]
skrrt off the map with the seatbelt loose
i been runnin’ my laps ‘til the dreams turn juice
proof in the math when the crowd want truth
i’m the wolf in the back with the gold front tooth
whole game raw, we don’t play that sweet
b_tch talk sl!ck, she gon’ kiss my cleat
tires on fire, i don’t brake for sh_t
every verse i spit make the feds take pics
life in the lane got my brain on tilt
i don’t trust no pig, i don’t trust no guilt
my drive got t__th like a rott on chain
and my chain so cold that it snows cocaine
whip got torque like a godd_mn quake
and my hands stay firm when the world might shake
every opp i see turn ghost in the night
and i still stay lit with the smoke in sight
true rapz mob don’t fold on beef
b_tch we stack plates while you beg for a piece
whole lane mine when i claim that sh_t
f_ck a seat at the table, i build my pit
[hook: quavo]
(yeah) redline riot, we don’t stop for the sirens
drip so loud that the streets start firin’
whole gang slide and the tires start cryin’
tell the law “f_ck off,” it’s just true rapz vibin’
(yeah) redline riot, push it ‘til it get violent
chrome so bright that the sun start hidin’
whole gang ridin’ and the speed unlicensed
tell ‘em buckle up, b_tch, it’s just true rapz vibin’

[verse 4 – little simz]
i’m the calm in the chaos, still lappin’ you twice
still swervin’ in the dark with the high_beam ice
every b_tch in my lane get dropped with ease
i ain’t bowin’ for a crown ‘cause i built my keys
f_ck your luck, i’m the queen with the blade in purse
every verse like a curse make the fakes disperse
got heat in the whip and the beat on smoke
every rich lil’ ho tryna ride my cloak
gaslight quick, let the match get struck
and the track turn flames when the bass get tucked
i don’t f_ck with the law, i don’t f_ck with your game
i just ride with the kings that respect my name
every move been boss, no loss on sight
and the real in my blood keep my crown airtight
i’m the one they call when the lane need shiftin’
and the talk so heavy that the snakes start hissin’
you can’t match pace when the heart’s this mean
b_tch, i’ll burn your dreams just to keep mine clean

- nico roberts baby keem quavo little simz

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