Red Dead (feat. Manifest & Calboy)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

DY Krazy

Livin' life like Red Dead, let me talk my shit

Let me spark my spliff, Percocet my best friend

If you want him dead, he dead, in the streets, I got the credit

Got murder on my mind, ride around my shit like headband

Choppers sing Blue Yeti, yeah, I leave him dead, dead

You know that lil' ho not my lover, she a Billie Jean

At 2 AM I'm up here drunk, I'm off that Hennessy

Might stretch this lil' Toyota, turn that bitch to Limousine

And I lost my brother he in his feels, he wasn't even in his league

I was so devilish in these streets, I can't expect help from God

Niggas be wolves in sheep clothes and niggas can't even help their fraud

And they was just hopin' I was gon' fail and then I beat the odds

And I was like free my brother Solo, wish they had see-through walls

I told you them niggas ain't your mans, them boys been duckin' them calls

I heard them niggas ain't send no bread but they was trappin' out them halls

And I put a contract on a niggas head, he better watch how he talk

And I leave a nigga right where he stand, talkin' like I ain't no boss

And we can't tolerate disrespect, you know that lil' shit cost

And you know that's water 'round a young nigga neck, you know that lil' shit Voss

I was in the Neiman's spent a lil' check and I got a strap when I walk

Lil' bro the demon and he on that, he gon' knock you off

Livin' life like Red Dead, let me talk my shit

Let me spark my spliff, Percocet my best friend

If you want him dead, he dead, in the streets, I got the credit

Got murder on my mind, ride around my shit like headband

Choppers sing Blue Yeti, yeah, I leave him dead, dead

Let me talk my shit

Let me spark my spliff, Percocet my best friend

If you want him dead, he dead, in the streets, I got the credit

Got murder on my mind, ride around my shit like headband

Choppers sing Blue Yeti, yeah, I leave him dead, dead

Thinkin' 'bout Tim Tim when I'm on tour, wish you were next to me

For your birthday, I popped a deuce, I was rollin' off ecstasy

You was one of ours so we want blood, it's hard to let it be

Got the opps so mad, them niggas can't wait to take my breath from me

My Glock make music, Glizzy singin' like a melody

I'm a squeeze my. 40 before I let you get the best of me

Plus, I'm with some killers who gon' shoot that bitch aggressively

Stay with my slimes they'll wipe your nose, that's if you step to me

We was in them trenches dodgin' bullets and them felonies

Where I come from, 21 years old is a age you're blessed to see

Snitchin' at an all-time high in these streets ain't no integrity

I'm cold-hearted so I iced out my accessories

Livin' life like Red Dead, let me talk my shit

Let me spark my spliff, Percocet my best friend

If you want him dead, he dead, in the streets, I got the credit

Got murder on my mind, ride around my shit like headband

Choppers sing Blue Yeti, yeah, I leave him dead, dead

Let me talk my shit

Let me spark my spliff, Percocet my best friend

If you want him dead, he dead, in the streets, I got the credit

Got murder on my mind, ride around my shit like headband

Choppers sing Blue Yeti, yeah, I leave him dead, dead