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$red$ (red30) - fbi lyrics

[intro: ???]
they don’t want andrew tate to preach [?]

[verse 1: $red$]
kick your sh_t in fbi
gang of one b_tch gang of five (five)
wreck your sh_t pigsty
k!ll that f_ck n_gga schoolboy nine
don’t try to schoolboy this nine
try the stick you gonn’ die
p_ssy n_gga i got a motherfuggin fn f_ck n_gga think we gonn’ be his friend?
(bah bah)
p_ssy n_gga makes amends
why runnin’ now when yo life gonn’ end
cook this sh_t up from 1 to 10
cute ass hoe tryna make her ass bend
imma send you to h_ll my friend (my friend)
this gun gonn’ drop you down and in (yeah)
this gun gonn’ drop yo down and in
this gun gonn’ drop yo down and in
this gun gonn’ drop yo down and, in (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
this gun gonn’ drop yo ass down and in
this gun gonn’ drop, b_tch
(yeah, huh, yeah, huh, grah) (f_ck)

[verse 2: biteisme]
fouck, fouck! (listen, listen)
cut my d_ck into six pieces
all my profit it increasеs
i will not travel, outside of the country with no visas
i will go on a podium, dеliver some f_cking speeches
cut you square ass b_tches in triangles like you f_cking pizzas
i don’t f_ck with no plums and pears, i only f_ck with peaches
b_tch, b_tch, b_tch, b_tch (okay, okay)
i don’t f_ck with pizza f_ck with fruits
d_mn! don’t f_ck with ginger roots
i’ll go up into the court, pulling up in a monkey suit
i pull up on my f_cking case (that’s right), to do a dispute
what the f_ck did you think i’ll do, pull at the judge and i’ll f_cking shoot?
stomp him with my f_cking boot? don’t need me a f_cking fruit
i don’t f_ck with no lebanon (d_mn), i don’t f_ck with no d_mn beirut
i don’t f_ck with no military, i don’t f_ck with no d_mn salute
i don’t f_ck with my microphone, put that sh_t straight up on mute_
it ain’t f_cking cute_
[verse 3: biteisme]
who the f_ck calling my phone?! who the f_ck calling my phone?!
dumbass b_tches steven, tryna make his name known
dumbass f_cking b_tch, write his name in a stone
that will be his grave, where his name will be shown
i don’t want n0body tryna call me by my old name jack
i don’t want n0body calling me, on my f_cking track!
oh that’s my mom, sorry, i’ll be right back

[verse 4: biteisme]
(f_ck) (listen, listen, listen)
that was my mom telling me to be silent (be silent ‘lil b_tch)
she my parent so i guess imma be compliant (i respect my momma)
just how i was once with a client (hahaha)
gave them their f_cking work i ain’t no tyrant (that’s right)
yeah listen i am reliant (do my work b_tch)
i got this trident (aha)
i stab you out with it don’t matter if you 5’10” or a giant (oof)
god d_mn ‘lil b_tch i fly you out (like a huh?) pilot (yeah)
i hate, every last b_tch with they f_cking eyelets (i hate that b_tch) (what does that mean?)
um, turns out it’s from a hoodie (hoodie)
had to google that sh_t up_ i just_ dropped my mic it ain’t goodie (not good)
had to put it back in, because it ain’t screwed in fully (fully)
i hate b_tches with they f_cking clothes cause i’m a f_cking bully (hate ’em)
i don’t even hear the beat right now my headphones is breaking (they ass)
i don’t know what to do about it swear right now i’m shaking (true)
so many things happened to me while recording this that i’m f_cking aching (it hurts)
i got that god flow like my face acne that’s f_cking flaking (not good)
that sh_t ain’t from god you know that it’s straight up from h_ll (from h_ll)
i have this bad acne you know my face skin ain’t so well (ain’t well)
i got this, f_cking au call it underfell (b_tch_)
that sh_t so bad and corny need to put it straight in a cell
why did the beat fade out? (why the_)

- red red30

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