
Red Powerade Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Used to make straight A's back in the day
Mixin' my lean with the red Powerade
Talkin' that shit but won't come out and play
No way
Smokin' that za make my pain go away
I look shy but don't get confused by the face
I look shy but don't get confused by the face
Smokin' that za make my pain go away
You know it do
(you know it dooo)
Shorty so bad I keep'er in a cave
Spin on his block, I'm dizzy yeah I'm dazed
Spin on this block in seven different ways
When I'm in the street, no I'm makin' dem plays
If you talkin' down, just know I ain't fazed
I can't even serve, and I still caught the wave
If he in my way, then I set him ablaze
Like flame on
Yeah, he in the league, but ain't that far
Just know that I'm comin' it's mask off
Just know that I'm comin' it's mask off
I see all these clowns, I got different lense
Ain't doin' no dancin', ain't bitin' no trends
When money get low and that loyalty spent
Who you gon' call when you tight in that jam
When you locked in the jail and you thrown in the can
Then you gon' see he ain't really your man
Ain't really your friend, ain't really your shorty
Ain't really your homie, you down by your lonely
Yeah,
if you too cat, then I'm big dog
I won't go back and forth, this ain't ping pong
I got choppas that sing you a sweet song
Smokin' good gas, I feel just like Cheech and Chong
I ain't listenin' cause you can't teach me none
If I'm listenin', you better teach me some
Tote the choppa, but I'm still a preacher, son
And I keep a beam so, my reach is long
Lil mama bad , she can teach me some
Good gas, up in the nosebleeds or some
Lil' lean in my cup, ice honey bun
Gotta keep a stick, ain no mo 1-on-1s
Nope, ayy, ayy
Used to make straight A's back in the day
Mixin' my lean with the red bow
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Talkin' that shit, but won't come out and play
No way, smokin' as I make my pay go away
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I look shy, but don't get confused by the face
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Look shy, but don't get confused by the face
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
No way, smokin' as I make my pain go away