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Sleiman

R.E.D.

R.E.D.

[6ix9ine:]
Sleiman
Iver (Uh)

Ho thicker, diamonds on my neck flicker
Drug dealer, professional pot whipper
Seven figures, got your bitches fucking quicker
She want a picture, I tell her no, I know she bitter
Niggas cutting up on the internet
Fuck nigga, we ain't into that
We end up in your crib where your family at
Got the .40 on my hip, yeah, that's my stick, yeah
She wanna fuck for a grip, yeah, on my blick, yeah
Couple bands on my shit, yeah, I'ma rip, yeah
With the shits, yeah, that's my clique, yeah

MAC-11, 9 milli', riding with it (Riding with it)
I'ma hit him up, I'ma fucking kill him (Fucking kill him)
Run up on him, masked with a black .40 (Black .40)
Hit 'em in his hoodie, no A Boogie

[Sleiman:]
Pu-pu-pull up in the black Benz
Clip for the .9's and the MAC-10's
Beefy on the molly, niggas want my money
But when they see me coming, I can see them niggas running
I see them niggas running
Let them niggas act, 'cause they bitches they be loving, yeah
Blood time, blood rhyme, nigga, this is blood line
Niggas getting stupid, try to get by
Pu-pu-pull up in the black Benz
Clip for the .9's and the MAC-10's

[6ix9ine:]
MAC-11, 9 milli', riding with it (Riding with it)
I'ma hit him up, I'ma fucking kill him (Fucking kill him)
Run up on him, masked with a black .40 (Black .40)
Hit 'em in his hoodie, no A Boogie

Sleiman
Let that shit breathe

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