110-EAST ft. R.E.D. Lyrics

Riding round town with a frown

So I’m smoking old brown

Got the Glovebox

Down

Mitsubishi

Head pound

Big blast

We crash

Reds got his head down

Shattered glass

Flying past

RED is bleeding fast

I’m sure we’re fucking dead

But they called up the feds

They took my paper

Nothings left

Tryna blast off

I’m out of jets

Fuck bois round me

Actin sketch

Can’t trust nobody

That’s For the best

Holy Mary

Let me rest

Mary please bring

Me to death

Cant kill what aint alive

Dont you try to socialize

I stay up in my room

Hybernating till i fry my mind out

Do it for the clout

Up in smoke

Poppin trunks and takin tokes

Thats just how it go

Around A town

Ladies passin brown

We just puffin on that loud

Dropping bodies undewater

Never made a sound

All these fuckboys just clowns

Red is infected

Coming from the grave like hes been Reserected

So obsecene

When the katamine

Seeps

In his brain

On the floor with a

Needle stuck in his vein

On this trip im riding