a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

rich woan - red button lyrics

[intro]
chrome!

[verse 1]
i hate how you hide your son, i hate how you hide your daughter
now n0body gives a f_ck about you, you dirty motherf_cker
the n_ggas who still f_cks with you ain’t got no braincells
you neither, hah, n_gga
you’re still figuring out your marriage with your sister, i bet
and you beg for god’s forgiveness, but i already talked to him
he said “you should die”, and he’s right, k_dot already dissed you n_gga now it’s my time
but i guess your fans don’t give a f_ck, right?
i swear if i hear back from you, i’ll shoot
pow_pow, and i shoot again at you (bbl drizzy, bbl)
double homicide, dot just did that to you too
from meet the grahams it will be just one, your son
you don’t give a f_ck about me (drizzy)
i’m not from here like e.t
i don’t carе about creatures from b.c
i will give thеse creatures ptsd
if i’d want easy money i’d live in washington, dc
i know you tried to keep it pg, f_ck that, all i know is nc_17
you’re a liar, a master manipulator, preach (bbl drizzy)
you’re scared of kendrick but that sh_t ain’t we
you’re a p_ssy, a pedophile, you f_ck prostitutes
all p words n_gga, you go p diddy on these hoes
r_t_rded ass n_ggas that i shoot and they die
that’s you drake, n_gga, we made you and we k!lled you
but that’s just how life goes
we know you got p_ssies at ovo, are we right? (bbl)
i know i’m right, n_gga, j. cole just choose our side
you a faker, a bodyshamer, a bodyfaker with bodyguards
only body you got is x, we know you did that, i got video proof
holy sh_t, like there’s a million of you, crazy
i still believe your mom about your past, you’re crazy (bbl drizzy)
sadly you made it, now you think n0body take your crown
get whacked, i’ll shoot at you like a madman
a k!ller needs to be k!lled, especially the one who f_cks 16’s
adonis, eternity and for the ones we don’t know about yet
just take my word and call dot for advice, he got y’all (bbl drizzy)
[chorus]
i’ll press that red b_tton, yo head shotted (bbl drizzy, bbl, bbl)
i stayed low on this beef ’till yo head spinnin’ (bbl)
i’ll press the red b_tton, your ass got shot (bbl drizzy)
i pray for god’s watch and, i just hope he’s watchin’

[verse 2]
look at the numbers, k_dot got you down for the third time
but it’s not just the third time you say you don’t have a child
i bet you got 3, and we only know ’bout one
and i bet you f_cked an ovo sl_t without a condom
walk me down what you’ve been through
i guess we at the end, huh?
it wasn’t so long, huh?
you not a striker or a writer with the writers who made you
get the f_ck out of compton, atlanta and toronto cause that sh_t for the weeknd
but you prolly f_cked his b_tches on the weekend
the b_tches who you meet aren’t even of age, but you go threesome
your son ripped your couches up, he wanna watch spider_man
but you ain’t even the man at home, you got ovo bros
n_gga go
finna change up this beat ’cause it’s slow
but i still gotta tell you one thing, that you’re nun’
nothing that you care about is your son
and we haven’t even mentioned another child, so you’re guessing that you won?
bro, f_ck that sh_t, n_gga, i gotta go
finish you and i’ll eat you alive, n_ggas at ovo are in debt ’cause of your lies
i’ll show who’s dead it’s gonna be drake and romeo
you pop pills next to adonis and saying that they’re great
you want your son to die? i wasn’t really surprised
but it made me go way outta my league for this
[chorus]
i’ll press that red b_tton, yo head shotted
i stayed low on this beef ’till yo head spinnin’
i’ll press the red b_tton, your ass got shot
i pray for god’s watch and, i just hope he’s watchin’
i stayed low on this beat, feel like metro made it
say some sh_t back drake, say some sh_t

[verse 3]
almost 18, well i know you in the dm’s lurkin’
battling with billie, bobby, bobbi and you make haters look worried prolly
glass shattered ’cause of the f_ckin’ prolly
make a billi’, watch me burn it, f_ck it, molly me
molest children for a milli prolly
make the city look f_ckin’ rocky
a$ap rocky, you wanted to shoot your shot but they got married
you just like diddy, kelly and the ones unfamous
discover ’em like who’s the greatest?
aubrey, n_gga you’re the worst of ’em all, b_tch
now you meetin’ with lil d_cky, b_tch y’all both corny
on a serious note your accusations will never overcome what you really did
f_cking a 17 year old was never a right thing to do, right? kid?
you a pedophile who f_ck with pedophiles that f_ck the pedophiles in ov_hoe, randomized
grab a gun, ’cause i wanna end your life
k_dot already went through your entire family minimized
my sh_t isn’t about the critics, right?
feelin’ fine when you no longer respondin’ to fake friends that got shot by your boss in the faucet
stay in ov_hoe get your b_tches a kawasaki
get out there like you got a maserati
tinted windows so that’s another violation
your label filled with molesters, is that a style for relation?
and all your creations were ass, like the b_tches you’ve been_
gon’ get it, gon’ get it
gon’ get it, gon’ get it
cry about the loved ones not the ones that you never loved
an 11 year old daughter? huh? now the question is who’s the mom?
riddle me this, are you a bomb?
what the f_ck is up in toronto are you cryin’ about the big compton?
[chorus]
i’ll press that red b_tton, yo head shotted
i stayed low on this beef ’till yo head spinnin’
i’ll press the red b_tton, your ass got shot
i pray for god’s watch and, i just hope he’s watchin’

[verse 4]
hey aubrey, i know you like lil rappers and lil p_ssy
16’s and 17’s who you with, not a flex, thats just weird, p_ssy
you go big, p_ssy, you don’t have real p_ssy
bella meant nothin’ to you, was she just one of your hookies?
the one you hook up with, the one you f_ck badly
a pedophile, that’s who you are, aubrey
now this for all your family members
you raised a f_cking monster, a predator, who keeps lurkin’ as a superstar
your children doesn’t want you anymore, give them away, they’ll treat ’em better
your parents never f_cked ’cause they wanted a child
but you’re f_cked up, you took somebody else’s life
you f_cked a s_xy b_tch cause you liked her
i guess she might be one of your writers
she red f_cked in the bed, i know who got the head
i know you thought the p_ssy was like a sled
but sh_t, she might be my mole in ovo, man
i shoot you with a gun, tried having fun
now he died and you can’t even save your son
you change every mom you playing hard
stop with those lies you did it now his body has flys
n_gga right, you’re still racist, crazy
no travis but i did a threesome, you a freak, hmm?
you always tryna f_k sumn then act diddy you hurt or sumn?
daughter, i know your kept secrets but i won’t tell lies
aubrey wanted you to die, i know it’s hard
please don’t cry there’s a better father then his lies
cry louder, i don’t care anymore just don’t side back
all the grahams i’m sorry you raised a monster
adonis and your daughter are scared of the truth
’cause k_dot will slaughter
to the mother and father for raising the n_gga
i’m happy that father left the n_gga because aubrey would’ve tried to screw you over
if he k!lled x did he also k!ll screw? i guess we never know
case closed aubrey it’s over, who you gon’ impregnate next a 7 year old?
f_ck man, grow up

- rich woan lyrics

كلمات أغنية عشوائية

اهم الاغاني لهذا الاسبوع