Paul Revere Lyrics

Damn, damn, damn, damn

Got damn bitch

Whatup Red? We back at it?

The fuckin' 055 Boyz for sure

You know where the fuck we come from, Ferris Ave, 155

No hot shit nigga, lemme chill on that hot shit, man

FGE shit

Ya boy Red Dirt, on the mic

Rari on the beat

Brad bros what up?

Yeah

On my way to pick up shorty man I'm almost here

Like B Lovee said bad lil bitch not basic she top tier

Dodgin one-time on a bike now watch me disappear

Vic come through wake people up at night like Paul Revere

Moving fast 150 on the parkway in sixth gear

Trooper turned his lights on, watch his body fill with fear

The stupidfast life ain't for you, you need a new career

I went undrafted still moving like its contract year

Take your foot up off the clutch lil boy it's not in gear

5 Oh tryna search the car for drugs it's not in here

Roll down the window officer said he smell pot in here

Took out his notebook asked me what's the model, make and year

Ain't even get a warrant, reason still unclear

Wrote a false summons fuck it man I failed to appear

Can't fuck with police but I'd rather be one than a cashier

But I hate them pigs, I told they ass they ain't gon no reason to be here

Yo Red be careful, you got the Dz on you

Yea sir can you please turn the vehicle off I can't hear you I need license, registration and insurance and I will be searching the car

Red you good?

What are you searching the vehicle for?

Sir, I need you to step out the car now!

I ain't steppin' out the car man, what you need man?

Man, if you don't step out this car now

Sir, what's your plate I'm gonna go write you a ticket right now

I'm outta here, you ain't writin' shit nigga

Hey hey, hey! Hey, we got a runner I need backup

Sir, do you need backup?

Yeah, I need units and a helicopter

They ain't got no reason to be here

I love my pops, told me no matter what he always gon be there

Fake niggas see Red making bread no boy ain't nothing to see here

I walked the steps up to the top there ain't nobody but me here

Red Dirt don't go live on IG, nah he just do it no talk

Sneak diss I split you down the fuckin' middle like a Mohawk

Lil Z she scream I can't I can't, her legs up on my shoulder

Bitch shut the fuck up, cállate la boca

I did four years in trade school but it shoulda only took two

How many times I fucked she fell in love it only took two

Used to have no girls on my dick now there's too fuckin' many

Told Hay sit down and chill these thots my boy you fuckin' too many

When my bank low on money, I be spending like I got plenty

Soon as I start stacking cash I get to pinching them pennies

Want me to take you to a steakhouse, bitch I'll take you to Denny's

You got an empty Louis purse, my pockets filled with them twenties

I'm Dom Toretto with the V but damn I need me a Letty

Pulled up in a DurangCat with my guy Brakeup Boy Benny

I love my shotties want a Saiga-12 and a Benelli

Tommy gun in the Hellcat with me that's Tommy and Jerry

I'm in the deep with the big fish I'm swimming like a Great White

Used to be with the lil fish but I done went to new heights

In Times Square with my boys doing burnouts fuckin' late night

NYPD ain't gon do shit 'bout it but the state might

I'm allergic to ghetto bitches make me look Chinese

Pop the hood symmetrical twin turbos look siamese

And Sece suck me better in the car then when she on knees

I bet she like it on her face open up wide and say cheese

If God was listening I'd pray and ask him for forgiveness

Aye who Red new shorty nigga mind ya fuckin' business

I stay away from baggage bitches like a fuckin' illness

We spared ya life we shouldn't have, merry fuckin' Christmas

Niggas from my own block be tryna fuck on my bitch

I see them backdoor niggas they ain't gon like when I switch

First they don't know then they find out they still gon' do what they do

Don't act like you ain't know, pussy boy you already knew

Them fake boys up in ya face and they just smile away

And if I need my real ones they just a dial away

They killed and dumped his ass a thousand fuckin' miles away

Man I done saw that 48 a fuckin' mile away

Skrt