whytier – red sox lyrics
[chorus]
yeah, yeahhh
blatt
plugg!
we on his ass, take his head off his shoulders
i got money while you get older
b+tch, you get mad, wrist get colder
i’m in my bag, drank inside my soda
he so ass, why he talking ’bout cloning?
i’m in b+tch, boy, i got pneumonia
d+mn, take his head off
play with the sticks like the red sox
the f+ck, is you smoking on dead opps?
hop out the spot cause the feds hot
talking, but i’m on yo’ d+mn block
we sending them shots at yo’ d+mn top
bad hoe say i’m the man, yeah
[verse]
me and gang hop out the coupe
yeah, f+ck it, i yank off the roof, b+tch
ego be coming out the blue
yeah, i’m tryna f+ck ’til she loose
[bridge]
(tuh, i’m tryna f+ck ’til she loose, huh)
(b+tch, i’m tryna f+ck ’til she, yeah)
[chorus]
yeah, yeahhh
blatt
we on his ass, take his head off his shoulders
i got money while you get older
b+tch, you get mad, wrist get colder
i’m in my bag, drank inside my soda
he so ass, why he talking ’bout cloning?
i’m in b+tch, boy, i got pneumonia
d+mn, take his head off (f+ck)
play with the sticks like the red sox
the f+ck, is you smoking on dead opps?
hop out the spot cause the feds hot
talking, but i’m on yo’ d+mn block
we sending them shots at yo’ d+mn top
bad hoe say i’m the man, yeah
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