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redd lite - in the range lyrics

we in out the bank
we in n out the store
u in it for the clout don’t treat me like hoe
she slide for the neck give top like a pro
it is how it is it go how it go
if i’m in line then i’m coming in first
straight to the top i’m the best you the worst
ain’t got shot before but i think it might hurt
its unavoiided might put u on a shirt
2 whips 2 options
we making plays
thinking how many stacks can i make to day
just copped a new glock shot a fade away
i could k!ll any beat wit theses 808s
blow down a 8th
12 tryna chace
from 0 to 100 this sh+t like race
fish just copped pistol but it can’t be traced
never last how we stay in first placе
come let your b+tch try i heard shе want a taste
shootin shi up when i hop in the range
first to know but i’m still coming late
smoke gas out the pac we was up in la
bro double n tripe it
no one no how he get it just know he been flippin it
whole team getting gwuap your still broke that’s the difference
still gotta pay i ain’t pay i’m still getting in
now i know u won’t say shi
if suup slide then he shootin shi like the matrix
shoot from a far i got range bitvh
i know that u say it but know sees u on that gang shi
so what u gone say b+tch
i know them hallows cause pain quick
it’s funny cause everyone round me start changing
not no cap this real life ain’t no gaming

pull up from three n i only hit net
finna go up cause i just made a check
don’t hit my phone bitvh i won’t check the text
ain’t a point a vest when the whole team hit heads
open this glock box it feel a chest
everyone sticked up cause we in west
u can just keep on hating cause we love to flex
they said red where u been and now they know the rest

everyone switch they the same
that’s y got me this glock let it rain
throw up some stacks know that’s just pocket change
can’t be round you cause we know that u lame
just know we want bands not the fame
i know that u wishin but we not the same
roll me up blunt after blunt heal the pain
pull up from the logo my timing is dame

cmon lil bro i been done shi
she suck me up like mcdonald’s she loving
brand new 17 i went put a drum in it
and them blue hunnids lil hoe i been f+cking em
everyone stop n stair when the team coming in

hadda stop all that lome ain’t no fun in it
now i’m back on my bs i’m runnin sh+t
we got all of the cheese talking hunnids bitvh

bro got him draco shoot 7.62
u know we let it go it that shi ain’t nun new
i drip like a pool
bro flip shi in school
u act like a fool u get done like one
not talking yeat need a hunny bun
we smoking woods till we see the sun
oh u said u got cake we ain’t seein nun
how they think this the end when i just begun

all on my own
it’s just me n chrome
ya ya
i’m faded i’m gone
now can’t find my way home
yay ya
it’s yung red lite the goat just to let it be known
yaaa yaa

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