RED DOT Lyrics

Ayy, bitch, what's the deal? This that real shit

Cuban chain link on my neck, come feel it

Real rich, runnin' through the trenches just to steal shit

Poppin' pills while fuckin' bitches feelings

Ayy, bitch, what the fuck

Ayy, ayy, ayy, bitch, what the fuck

40-auto let it buss you get to duckin' from the bullets

That gon' hit you in your stomach, bitch

Runnin' shit, yeah, I'm runnin' shit

Ayy

In a mood to abuse shit

Beat that motherfucker till he puke, bitch

Spill his guts, I feel just like a demon

Try to refute this, you can't do shit

You gon' lose this, revolve around the world like I am lucid

Just like I'm lucid

Bitch, what the fuck? What the fuck

Here is the truth, bitch

Bitch, what the fuck are you doin'

Why you stupid

Bitch, why you stupid

Ayy, I been fluent, and you know I been pursuin'

Bitch, why you

Look like Poseidon

Bitch, I am slidin'

Bitch you is dyin'

Got the 45 and a 50 on the side, bitch

I'ma serve you just like a side dish

You was alive bitch, now you is dead

Fuck you, shot you in the head

Fuck you, shot you in your own bed

Bitch, you was sleepin', but now you dead

Ayy, bitch, what the fuck

Ayy, ayy, bitch, what the fuck

Ayy, bitch, what the fuck

Ayy, ayy, bitch, what the fuck

Ayy, bitch, what the fuck