B!tch!e Redd lyrics

[Intro]
Hold up, time out
These n*ggas got a problem with me?
They got me f*cked up

[Verse 1]
Lil boy, you a b*tch and you already know it
Stop all that [?] don't make me expose it
I come with some shooters with rulers
They don't give no f*ck when they walk down
They already know it
I know Lil Ruger, he ready to kill
Disrespect us, get you bagged up and sealed
End your whole life, n*gga, f*ck his career
Like you 'bout to sign him, I'll show you the deal, yeah
I come from New Orleans, no mercy or love
Drown your b*tch ass in a pool full of blood
b*tch I'm a king, don't compare me to Thug
Yeah, ran in your mouth disrespectin' my name
You a lil boy, lil b*tch, stay in yo' lane
'fore I come take your lil soul and your brain, pow

[Interlude]
I ain't really want this sh*t to like, come to this sh*t, ya heard me? But man, f*ck that sh*t, man. Don't disrespect my f*ckin' name, n*gga, ya heard? I don't even do diss songs, ya heard me? I'll diss a n*gga in his face, ya heard me? And spit on a n*gga right after that, pff, b*tch ass

[Verse 2]
Yeah, lil b*tch, I'm back like I left, oh
f*ck her 'til she out of breath, oh
All of my n*ggas get checks, oh
They keep on sayin' we up next, oh
But we gettin' money right now, oh
Make your lil b*tch use my crown, oh
Watch what you put in the air
That sh*t gon' come right back 'round, oh
I'm in the trap with Diego the plug
He told me Trippie a dumb
And his lil b*tch, she a freak, oh
That why that hoe on a leash, oh
We not gon' call this no beef, oh
We gon' keep it in the skreets, oh
[Interlude]
Ain't no disrespect bein' tolerated. Nothin', whatsoever

[Verse 3]
Take your lil b*tch, put the di*k in her organs, yeah
Give that lil hoe a lil tour 'round New Orleans, yeah
Spoil your lil b*tch, make her feel like my darlin', yeah
Put her in Louis and Gucci and Christian Dior, yeah

[Outro]
Hold up. I put this sh*t on gang, blood, you heard me? n*gga disrespect me, it's curtains. And that go for anyone of you n*ggas, ya heard me? All of you n*ggas