ic3drop - skeleton/whole lotta red (remix) lyrics
[chorus]
whole lotta red, uh
whole lotta red
one shot to the head (one shot to the head)
n+gga, you dead
i don’t give a f+ck ’bout a n+gga
k!ll a n+gga off red
just bought a new k
that’s a brand new leg
got a brand new b+tch
that’s some brand new friends, huh
got a brand new bag, hold up
and some brand new ends, hold up
got a brand new coupe, uh
that’s a brand new benz, huh
got a brand new watch, uh
skeleton, hold up (what?)
[verse 1: ic3drop]
sippin on sprite
i’m on a flight
i’m high as kite
yeah
got all these chains
to take the pain
i’m going insane
yeah
hop on this beat and say this sh+t that i don’t even think i know
f+cking this bih i met tonight on the real i don’t know
should i take a picture well to me it’s a no no
ic3drop with the choppa pull up with a glock 44
ice on my neck
she giving me head
i’m f+king her neck
she getting so wet
playboy carti on the beat is what i said
he put the maniac ic3drop on the set
[verse 2: carti]
bd, huh (what?)
that’s a bust+down, huh
shawty get down, huh (hop in the back)
shawty come ’round, huh (what?)
shawty know (uh)
ain’t a n+gga i trust (yeah)
i hit a hole in your gut, yeah, uh (snitch)
bullets, they rush (yeah)
i turned that ho to a sl+t (ah)
shawty gon’ f+ck (ayy)
we pour that four in the stuff
i wanna f+ck this sh+t up
i’m goin’ too fast, what the f+ck?
where the h+ll we goin’?
yeah, slatt gotta f+ck her first ’cause i don’t know
yeah, slatt gotta f+ck that ho, it ain’t my ho (hold up)
yeah, slatt gotta touch that ho, that ain’t my ho (slatt)
f+ck up (buh+buh+buh+buh+buh)
gone
hit them bullets right+right to your dome
[chorus]
whole lotta red, uh
whole lotta red
one shot to the head (one shot to the head)
n+gga, you dead
i don’t give a f+ck ’bout a n+gga
k!ll a n+gga off red
just bought a new k
that’s a brand new leg
got a brand new b+tch
that’s some brand new friends, huh
got a brand new bag, hold up
and some brand new ends, hold up
got a brand new coupe, uh
that’s a brand new benz, huh
got a brand new watch, uh
skeleton, hold up
[uzi:]
hold up, hold up, hold up (what?)
let me catch my breath (yeah)
let me count these checks (what?)
flex on my ex (yeah)
i don’t got no respect (i don’t, i don’t)
break up in a text (what?)
pull up in a g (yeah)
t3, fly off in a jet (vroom)
pull up, i’m suited (yeah)
and you know i got my toolie (my what?)
okay, i might bentley coupe it (what?)
heard you pull up, mini cooper (yeah)
told that lil’ b+tch that she stupid
okay, these n+ggas can’t move me (what?)
okay, these b+tches can’t move me (chee)
those are not diamonds, they’re rubies (chee, chee)
wait that’s not rubies, that’s glass (d+mn)
smack that b+tch right on the ass (what?)
i know that she’s scared to lose me (what?)
yeah, my polo be from louis (yeah)
[chorus]
whole lotta red, uh
whole lotta red
one shot to the head (one shot to the head)
n+gga, you dead
i don’t give a f+ck ’bout a n+gga
k!ll a n+gga off red
just bought a new k
that’s a brand new leg
got a brand new b+tch
that’s some brand new friends, huh
got a brand new bag, hold up
and some brand new ends, hold up
got a brand new coupe, uh
that’s a brand new benz, huh
got a brand new watch, uh
skeleton, hold up
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