Red Bottoms lyrics

[Intro: Ro$ama]
I built this sh*t
Me, brick by brick
And I'll be damned if I let you tear it down just 'cause you don't like the way another n*gga talk
Haha
Ayy (Ayy, G, this here, boy)
Gang
Taliban sh*t, Al-Qaeda big business (Ayy, 13, ayy, uh, uh)
Ayy, TSABB, b*tch, ayy
Uh (Ayy), uh (Ayy, uh)

[Verse 1: Ro$ama & BigXthaPlug]
n*gga play with my name, I'ma pop him, ayy
Headshot him, turn these Air Force sneaks to red bottoms (Bah)
Crazy how the young n*gga actin' like he tough (Why wouldn't?)
'Til he get hit with a clothesline
Ro$ama been actin' like he need asylum (Haha)
b*tch, I been heatin' up like a sauna
Just stackin' this bread, avoidin' these problems (Ayy)
Threw a scope on the chop, I been killin' designers (Rrah)
Ayy, Jizzle told me to keep stackin' thе backend (And what?)
Big-booty b*tch, breakin' her back in
Just f*ckеd her today, I ain't even been back since
Been textin' her friend, I heard she 'bout that action
Still ball on these n*ggas, I throw on my hoop J's (Swish)
Flow sick, had to throw on the Flu Games
Crippy lil' n*gga, steal birds like a blue jay (Ayy)
Gold in my mouth, slap the cards in a b*tch face (Ayy)
[Verse 2: BigXthaPlug]
Boy, you a b*tch and you know you a b*tch
You can't come to my side 'cause these choppers gon' hit (Bah)
The Glock, it hold thirty, it came with a di*k
And a scope just to hit everybody you with (It did)
They say, "X, you been gone," sh*t, I been in the 6 (Huh)
Flippin' bricks with some youngins that's crazy as sh*t (Oh, yeah?)
My partner got shot, we was hittin' a lick (He did)
When we spin, we gon' kill everybody he with (Rrah-bah-bah)
When we step in the club, we be stiff than a b*tch
Got a bag with a strap and it's ten in this b*tch (b*tch)
Had to cut off my dog, he wasn't meant for this sh*t (No)
How you f*ck on a b*tch and then turn to a b*tch?
Me and my n*ggas close, we like Lilo and Stitch (Mm)
And if sh*t hit the fan, I just know they won't snitch
It's still free the opps so that they can get hit
How the f*ck you a gangster, you tellin' and sh*t?

[Verse 3: Ro$ama & BigXthaPlug]
I got this sh*t from the shelf at the top
Ro$ama the motherf*ckin' cream of the crop
Roachin'-ass n*gga get hit with a stick and a mop
Tell him I want the smoke like Pop
$ama and X
Really most wanted Americans, feelin' like Snoop Dogg and Pac
I'm thumbin' through rackades of dead-body presidents
Bumpin' my head on the way to a knot
I'm feelin' like O'Shea, my ice is as cold as a cube, droppin' tips if I come in your place
Don't need me a jacket, I'm dressin' all black like a Raider, now I'm in NWA
Might catch me a body while bumpin' that YoungBoy, nobody is safe, who dyin' today?
Or light up a Cuban while jammin' that Gates, I'm countin' some money, it's BWA (Ayy, ayy)
[Verse 4: BigXthaPlug]
Pull up on your block, bet I empty the clip
Heard you let a b*tch break you, that make you a simp
Oh, you heard I got bands? Baby, I plead the Fifth
Once I f*ck, I'ma send that ho home in a Lyft
Locked in with the Locs, we be crackin' and coolin'
If we set it off, we gon' clap it and shoot it
I'm gone off a Perc', got me dancin' and groovin'
Serve sh*t to the fiends, have 'em laughin' and droolin'
T-Way shoot the block like a Cinemax movie
Honcho had the drop, he had sent it right to me
That n*gga Laron, he a dog, call him Scooby
That n*gga Ro$ama be strapped with an Uzi
Be blowin' Backwoods, gettin' top in the hoopty
I'm up, all these bad b*tches, they tryna screw me
My ex-b*tches mad, they say money got to me
You right, now I live every day like a movie

[Verse 5: Ro$ama & BigXthaPlug]
Live every day like a movie
Menace to Society, we feelin' like O-Dog and Caine
Dunkin' on n*ggas, he throw it up
b*tch, we feelin' like D-Wade and James
Or Kobe and Shaq, Jordan and Pippen
Duncan and Parker and West and Wilt Chamb'
Taliban sh*t, everybody know 'bout Osama
But wait 'til you hear 'bout Hussein, b*tch