Red Tape Lyrics

King Diego I get straight to the guap

Stacking money on the way to the top

Gotta dirty glock that put yo ass In a box

Choppin kilos I'm Kareem with the blocks

Yo bitch all on me rubbin all on my locks

Wrist gleaming and my neck fulla rocks

All designer all the way to the socks

Hella pockets and they all filled with knots

Call my plug give me that for the low

Prices up I need a stack for the show

Talking shit I get u clapped to the floor

Fuck yo ho and take ha ass to the door

Heater on me when I go to the store

My team winning check the board for the score

Every nigga with me ready to blow

On them niggas if I tell em to go

Barretta heavy metal chain with a medal hotter than a kettle amen

Stepping on the pedal in that new whip we on different levels ain't we

Demons with the devil make her kiss the bezel ain't successful if it ain't me

Laid back feeling restful watchin bitches wrestle smoked some dope

While them hoes ate me

I don't fuck these bitches cuz these hoes suspicious so I tell her no relations

You don't want no problems all my niggas goblins 40 on me get a facelift

Chilling wit Dee money talking bout some money we don't talk about the basics

If they mention me then they say MVP cuz my team first name basis

I had some old moves that I served nigga

Couple juggs that I lost on

Flipped the work and bought a trap house

Automatic weapons they all on

Hundred straps never miss a nigga gotta kill em all till they all gone

Whole squad keep semi's loaded like Steph and 'nem cuz we all scoring

You pussy I hate those

Spend a hundred on lawyers and fight till the case closed

Fuck payments he paid for

You ain't fucking hoe leave I don't know what you came for

I ain't in it for fame homie

I'll rob for a brick and a check fuck a chain homie

Shorty think I'ma stain homie

Come and see I'ma killer with hatred and aim homie

You ain't savage don't hang with me

Pipes that ain't average I dare you to bang with me

I'ma demon with pain in me

Niggas hate on they brothers we all from the same city

But we all from a different block

Shorties shoot from a distance don't care about who was shot

Onnat car and get Uber popped

Put a Nigga on death row we like suge and pac

Self made never ask a nigga for a ounce of nothing or a handout

Grab the pistol aim it at a opp I advise a nigga to just stand down

Police trying to get in the way that's another officer man down

East side nigga I reside where them young wolves ain't playing round

Red tape he get in my space

Chopper make a boy about face

Shooters shooting like the gun range

Pull up on you with a thirty bopper with a chopper singing like Beyoncé

Ain't talking cash get out my face

Bad bitch give me good face

If you want it then it's red tape

Got bad bitches that ah thump aye