Seeing Red (Freestyle) ft. Drizzy Savage Lyrics

Fuck with me, it's going down. There ain't no turn around

Make your ass look like a clown. Have your face first in the ground

Fuck with me, it's going down. There ain't no turn around

Make your ass look like a clown. Have your face first in the ground

Uh-uh

Turn that shit the fuck off, bitch. I'm the big motherfucking boss

Turn my shit on the fuck

Terminated

I'm the big CEO. Show my ass some respect. You a rookie to this shit, little nigga

I'm a vet. I am not one of these fags throwing shade on the net

I'm verified to real life, nigga.

Fuck a blue check

I'm trying to move different, but y'all keep pulling me back

How you 30 coming for me? Nigga know that's whack

I kept saying leave me alone, now I'm out on attack

And you know, my fucking bop, bitch, I put you on your back

So what's up, cause I'm on. You mad over a song

All that screaming and hollering, but you know what I'm on

You don't even got a phone. Homie, do you need a loan

Why you crying about a joke? You need to be finding a home

Ain't you homeless? Duh.

And on drugs? Duh

I told you find someone safe, cause I'm not the fucking one

Call up your mama, she gon' need to save a son

I can't stand you, motherfucker, and you know since day one

Big Taurus energy, the bull is seeing red

See, I tried to keep it cute, now I'm coming for your head

Dirty, 30, you just dirty

You stink, your clothes reek, like you living on the street

Me and you are not the same, so stop trying to compete

I'm the king, you a peasant, little nigga, take a seat

I get on the beat and niggas know I'm gonna eat

You get on the beat and everybody fall asleep

Her music's trash ass, bars are whack pass

Whole life claims you waiting on a bag

All that kook mama doing got a sad

But step to jetty, you gon' get put on your ass

If you smoking this up, now we having some fun

Cause I love a scary bitch who only tough by the tongue

See the jury is in, and justice is served

Bitch don't try to say we beefing over some words

It's about the respect, and that shit I'm finna check

You can't duck none of these shots, I'm coming straight at your neck

Niggas know I'm the best, I ain't been letting them rest

And I can't beef with no nigga who ain't cutting the check

I told you, fuck with me, it's going down

It ain't no turnaround, got you looking like a clown

On ten toes I'm standing down, I don't give a fuck

Bustin' shots, so duck bitch, ate you up for lunch

I'm not to be fucked wit

Certified fly guy, you know that I'm the big boss

Spend it to get it back, won't catch me crying about the cost

Nigga, I was born to win, I could never take a loss

Bet next time you think twice before you piss me off

Yeah, that's that