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Red Card (feat. Skepta, Jammer, JME & Shorty)

Frisco

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Music Video

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Frisco
Frisco
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deshane Cornwall
Deshane Cornwall
Songwriter

Lyrics

Manna outside, everything live Manna on job, manna got vibes Dunno who said we ain't the greatest Mention grime, we are the baitest Manna gotta win darg, manna go hard Kill an MC then go to my yard (go to my yard) And if you act too hard then that's a red card I can make a new business plan I can round up a hundred niggas in the trenches (greaze) Goin' against me, that's stupid Beef with me is expensive I hope you trust in your friendships Gonna need a full clip, somethin' extended No, I am not your father If I gotta put him in care, better know that's somethin' intensive Man, I go zero to a hundred Man's so passive aggressive Pull up outside in something offensive I do not care what the ends is Fuck who's in fashion, I do not care what the trend is I step on the stage, it's murder (violent) BBK might headline the festival Got the fans jumping the fences Every time I went in, man went hard Every time I stepped in, man stepped hard (steppin') Doin' this ting from the start Send them man shells like Mario Kart Them man are gassed like when Mario starts Tell him I'm Wario's darg The beef is vegan, the Haribo's aren't Know man that are locked in the can that can't (free them) Tell him ain't advanced Don't come to the dance if you ain't got paper (nope) Straight red card I will send man yard like I'll see man later Show love if I think you're a hater Me and my G's dem are doin' it major Faded, us man are chillin' in Vader All my gyal are naughty by nature Manna outside, everything live Manna on job, manna got vibes Dunno who said we ain't the greatest Mention grime, we are the baitest Manna gotta win darg, manna go hard Kill an MC then go to my yard (go to my yard) And if you act too hard then that's a red card Manna outside in the driver side of wifey's ride (yeah) Hundred bags, hybrid ting (what?) Still leave man at the lights (jeez) Bad boy crep, manna got bare Bedroom full up of SKAir (trust) But I don't wear them out Not 'cause I don't wanna wear them out But I don't wanna wear them out, ya get me? Online mogul, I'm one of them Took a year out with family and friends Now man's back Spit two bars Jeez, online mogul again Bust bare jokes like Mo Gilligan They say, "More money more problems" But it looks like man broke the mould with that one there still 'Cause everything is bless I'm a Vet in this ting, just know I ain't petting You got all that P and you still don't get it You can see but you got no vision I jump on a riddim and direspec' it Fuck with my meds, get sent to the medics Diss me online then see me and beg it Red Card Might see me anywhere in the world but I'm still in my ends hard Man can't ring me and ask where I know his girl from Man better hang up and redial BBK 'til I'm old and senile (come on) Big money sound, got the pounds on speed dial (oh, yeah) Pree dem, I pree now (woi, woi, woi, woi) Got the swags on, oh my gosh Where did you get that? What did it cost? Got a couple bait tings hollering me now Don't get rude (nah) Don't act bad (nah) Trust me fam, don't spoil it Anybody talking shit, avoid it Them man are tweeting while they're sitting on the toilet (talking shit) You think that you're running this game, we've got the joystick Made the right choices (yeah) Too many unique voices (yeah) Nah, you can never exploit this (yeah, yeah) Way too gone Too many stages manna played on Done shows in Europe, been Hong Kong (long time) After the dance man got a wonton (ni hao) You can't keep up, manna long gone (manna gone) Way too elegant Ten years deep, still relevant Leave no evidence When we walk in the room, man make space for the elephants Manna outside, everything live Manna on job, manna got vibes Dunno who said we ain't the greatest Mention grime, we are the baitest Manna gotta win darg, manna go hard Kill an MC then go to my yard (go to my yard) And if you act too hard then that's a red card
Writer(s): Sujon Ahmed, Francis Cornwall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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