Red Down

One thing I can't stand is a messy ass hoe Always runnin' her damn mouth Always tellin' folks what she know Shut the fuck up bitch 'Cause you really sound retarded Got folks outside finna fight Over some shit that you done started See, that's why I don't fuck with these bitches And none of these niggas 'cause they messy too These niggas be lyin', for the opps they be spyin And they be denying the shit that be true And these hoes ain't one hundred They flip floppy too Started some shit and they blame it on you Start up some rumors that ain't even true Now you hearin' shit about you that you don't even do Like 'Yes girl she said don't show nobody, but I'm finna let you see' But if she said nobody, then why the fuck you showin' me? Y'all hoes ain't finna hang with me, tuh Look, I gotta go And I ain't got time for none of y'all hoes 'Cause all y'all petty, miserable, and broke Look, drop top be the coupe Look, shit on niggas like poop I be strapped up like a troop Runnin' solo, fuck a group If you ain't the gang then you down with the opposites Niggas can't think for themselves they incompetent I'm here to stop the shit, watch niggas copy this I cannot operate in all the sloppiness Ah (Ah) And I ain't stoppin' 'till all of my bitches, we ridin' in Beamers And I said I could do it but nobody ever believed us We ahead of the wave so you know that they call us the leaders And these niggas they copy cats, they know they wanna be us Red down, I be dressin', red down Put my Beamer in reverse Just to turn that bitch around Look, Beamers, whips, chains, walla I need all the fuckin' walla Red bottoms when I step Messy shit that's all she text All her calls they get reject All that lyin' gon' get you checked Chains on me heavy Just look how it glisten Engine so loud it'll make a nigga listen They signing shit, I don't fuck with petitions Had to change it up had to change my condition How you gone talk shit from the phone I bought you? Tryna cover shit up, but we already caught you And that Supreme headband must be glued to your head 'Cause we ain't ever seen you in a picture without it Is her phone on yet? Uh, I doubt it I ain't pulled up or did shit else about it Tried to say she don't fuck with me, or my music either But you was clappin' for me like you had gonorrhea Red down, I be dressin', red down Put my Beamer in reverse Just to turn that bitch around Look, Beamers, whips, chains, walla I need all the fuckin' walla Ah (Ah) Bitch now why the f*ck you do that Y'all blessed, boy you saucy