Song: | Redrum (Slowed Down) |
Singer: | 21 Savage |
Music: | London on da Track, Peeb |
Lyrics: | 21 Savage, London on da Track |
Album: | American Dream (Slowed Down) (2024) |
Redrum (Slowed Down) Lyrics
Cai, a noite sobre o nosso amor
Cai, e agora só restou do amor
Uma palavra: Adeus
Woah, woah, woah
Want it all, I won’t leave a breadcrumb
B!tch, what? I thought a n!gga said somethin’
Thought a n!gga said somethin’
G Block, all we know is redrum
Redrum, redrum, redrum, redrum
G Block, all we know is redrum
Redrum, redrum, redrum, redrum
N!gga, all we know is— (Redrum)
Ridin’ in the back, it’s a May’ (It’s a May’)
Thirty-two shots in the K (In the K)
Marathon, I really run the A (Run the A)
Say you touched me, how, Sway? (How, Sway?)
Graveyard, that’s where the opps stay (Opps stay)
Hypnotize, they do what I say (What I say)
21, n!ggas don’t play (Don’t play)
My Glock Gen5 said hey (Said hey)
Take my chopper everywhere, that’s bae (That’s bae)
Get yo’ ass out the car, you givin’ Tre (Givin’ Tre)
We been spinnin’ through they hood all day (All day)
N!ggas say they outside, okay, okay
I can’t let a b!tch play me, no way (No way)
You a duck if you believe what hoes say (What hoes say)
She got way more bodies than my old K (Old K)
My lil’ brother beat his body, OJ (OJ)
N!ggas talkin’ ’bout they lit, I’m La Flame (pu$$y)
That lil’ boy a mascot, he ain’t gang (pu$$y)
Watch a half a million dollars and it’s plain (pu$$y)
I don’t go through TSA to get on planes (pu$$y)
You get pu$$y without head, then you lame (pu$$y)
She knew I was leavin’ ‘fore I even came (pu$$y)
Two revolvers on my waist, John Wayne (pu$$y)
Smack n!ggas, then I get on Live and sing (Yeah)
Want it all, I won’t leave a breadcrumb
B!tch, what? I thought a n!gga said somethin’
Thought a n!gga said somethin’
G Block, all we know is redrum
Redrum, redrum, redrum, redrum
G Block, all we know is redrum
Redrum, redrum, redrum, redrum
N!gga, all we know is— (Redrum)
How many n!ggas got the belt? (A lot)
Catch ’em at the light, he get nailed (Bow)
9-1-1, somebody help
Sub-tweeting bad for your health, pu$$y
I’m a gangster, I ain’t takin’ sh!t back, pu$$y
I’ll never do no song with no rat, pu$$y
Put a Lego in a stick, it rat-a-tat, pu$$y
I don’t wanna talk, go and catch a hat, pu$$y
Big Draco come up out that Scat, pu$$y
He stood on business, now he layin’ on his back, pu$$y
Ask around, I be rappin’ nothin’ but facts, pu$$y
We the reason all these n!ggas runnin’ track, pu$$y (On God)
You ain’t never stepped, you can’t tell me a thing (21)
I got big kahunas and I’m lettin’ ’em hang (21)
Keep my mouth closed and that’s never gon’ change (21)
You get in the jam and go to pointin’ and blame (21, 21)
I ain’t let it slide, I was sharpenin’ aim
Smokin’ on my brothers, got his ass left slain
You know it’s smoke, ’cause they ain’t even take off his chain
Say it’s up with me, your ass must do cocaine (21, 21)
Want it all, I won’t leave a breadcrumb
B!tch, what? I thought a n!gga said somethin’
Thought a n!gga said somethin’
G Block, all we know is redrum
Redrum, redrum, redrum, redrum
G Block, all we know is redrum
Redrum, redrum, redrum, redrum
N!gga, all we know is— (Redrum)
Little pigs
Little pigs, let me come in
Not by the hair on your chinny-chin-chin?
Then I’ll huff, and I’ll puff
And I’ll blow your house down
Here’s Johnny