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letra de red light - lil skies

[intro]
yeah-yeah, b-tch
raw, ooh, yuh

[chorus]
aye, red light red, red light red
screaming f-ck the feds, nah
red light red, red light red
screaming f-ck the feds, nah
red light red, red light red
screaming f-ck the feds, nah
red light red, red light red
screaming f-ck the feds

[verse 1]
aye, i smoke a pound of the boof (what)
aye, i got the pounds on my roof (go)
aye, she love me ’cause i’m the truth (woah)
aye, i do not f-ck with yo crew (nah)
aye, i’m at the top making moves (moves)
just look at me, i got the juice (juice)
love my brothers, i ride for my troops (what)
oh, you snitching, you tying your noose
he be ducking, he look like a goose
laying low, counting bands in my coupe
we got snipers can’t climb on my roof
i can’t trust you, no, i ain’t no fool
she got wet, i f-ck her by the pool
f-ck my teachers, i knew i was cool (cool)
i sold pack to my teachers at school (gang)
i need bands, so i hang with the goons (the goons)
they got ratches, they play with the tools (the tools)
i lay low, i got too much to lose (to lose)
if he try me, he making the news (the news)
cop designer and f-ck on my boo (my boo)
these hoes working, just watch how you move (you move)
i got sauce like i drip through my jewels (my jewels)
kicked her out, sent her looking for clues (clues)

[chorus]
lean, red light red, red light red
i’m screaming f-ck the feds, aha-nah
red light red, red light
aye-aye-aye

[verse 2]
n-gga’s hate, but they act like my mans (my mans)
i can’t trust you, ain’t shaking no hands (no hands)
n-gga’s goofy be off of the xans (xans)
you got robbed, that was part of the plan (the plan)
you forgot, guess you don’t understand (you don’t)
people switch, why i don’t have no friends (i don’t)
i’m the g.o.a.t, these lil n-gga’s my lambs (my lambs)
i can’t answer, my trap phone is jammed (it’s jammed)
got the pack, double up if i can (i can)
if i gotta give it to my mans (my mans)
i don’t trip when it comes to my fam (oh nah)
i can’t fold on my bros, i’ll be d-mned (oh nah)
caught me smoky, i smoke all the grams (gang-gang)
these hoes love us, we f-cking the fans (we f-cking)
and all black when i hopped out the van (you know it)
and my brothers pull up and they blam (ah-ah-ah)

[chorus]
lean, red light red, red lights red (red)
we screaming f-ck the feds, nah
red light red, red light red (red)
we screaming f-ck the feds

- lil skies

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