ALL WE SEE IZ RED! ft. Yung Sidy Lyrics

Straight out of Georgia Tech get right

Ah

Waking you up like a rooster

Beating these niggas, producer

Taurus no bull it will shoot you

Ah

Still breathing but I need him dead

He a snake now look at him shed

Can't see anything but red

Ah ah ah ok

Caught me a body got blood on my face

I'm leaving no evidence can't be a case

She fucking with Jumbo cause that nigga based

Do it with ease, minimum effort

Applying the heat might think it's a desert

Stepping on bussas you hearing the crunch

We talking about kills well I got me a bunch

You playing with fire can't extinguish what I been through

You ain't no real soldier you won't shoot them when I send you

Watch how he turn pussy and this what y'all call a man?

They told us to quit it but me and Sidy back again

Yeah

Vibing don't settle, we hold up the peace

You know my brothers gone eat

Got this thirty-eight hop out your seat

I like painting with red how you bleed, real spilling

The pressure my neck its my necklace

I broke out the box and the section

I'm serving up packs at the Westin

The bussa and I got a deathwish

The Rari three hundred we flexing

I'm waking up Wesson beside me

The bitch she undressing

Jacuzzi outside how we keeping the temperature seventy

We toying up stories I let my bro hit it like she got a friend in me

I got some enemies

I got some people that might see the end of me

That's why I'm keeping my strap up, my centerpiece

Been in this shit too long

I can't tell you right from wrong

I hit it and slide in

Broke as hell when we came in the five

Now I've been eating, I'm feeling alive

I'm cooking up you know the pressure inside

They give up on shit that they still never tried

Keep a fire in my whip in case they try to

Run up

Business my moves so my money gone run up

I do not stop I keep going until sun up

Out with the bussas, you know we gone gang up

Gun up

Fuck up

Get your ass done up

Want me to fail oh please

Pose for a pic say cheese

Wish you could be this clean

Fuck being nice I'm mean

Tired of these niggas and little old hoes taking my kindness for a weakness

Float on these beats it's getting too easy I'm about to go hop in the deep end

I'll never get old or stale

I drop and I'm breaking the scales

I open my eyes see nothing but red so I guess I'm going to hell