red sky (Explicit)-21 Savage/Tommy Newport/Mikky Ekko 无损歌曲免费下载

red sky (Explicit) - 21 Savage

Lyrics by：Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Carlton Davis Mays, Jr.

Composed by：Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Carlton Davis Mays, Jr.

Produced by：Honorable C.N.O.T.E.

Red sky bleedin' from my eye

Tides risin' up to new highs

I turn my back to the wind

Slowly driftin' away

I hear the night sing

Welcome to your new

Welcome to your new

It's fourth and inches I'm sendin' a blitz

Live on the toilet I stay on my ****

You say we opps but you stay on my d**k

My shooter a rapper I sent him a hit

They be on Twitter like "When he gon' miss"

Say I fell off but I fell in his *****

**** yo' white flag I ain't tellin' 'em ****

I play it cool and hand brodie the blick

Blick out yo' stu' just to show you I'm rich

Now you can't drop no more music 'cause ****

How you jump right on that song and then snitch

Nigga you sassy and wrong as a *****

Say the wrong thing and get put on that list

This is a warning 'cause Savage don't diss

Better thank me that yo' a*s still exist

'Cause Jesus can't save you from what's in this stick

She don't look good without makeup I'm stiff

Don't **** with rappers 'cause most of 'em snitch

Diamonds gon' cover my neck and my fist

Watch on my leg 'cause I ran out of wrists

Draco brown like a Hershey

Hang out the window and blow 'em a kiss

Hang out the window and wave at his *****

Gun smoke I take it far when I'm pissed

Under cover of the darkness

Red sky bleedin'

Sunlight moves awakening

Red sky bleedin'

One that stares while one's asleep

Red sky bleedin'

Before that's done it's waking

Don't give a **** I'ma rock with my twin

Niggas freeze up when it's time to go spin

Speak on the dead then we boxin' you in

Send you to heaven they kill you again

We killed his buddy he buckin' again

If they revive 'em we bust him again

Pistol so big ain't no tuckin' it in

I got in trouble for tellin' on friends

Rip out your tongue if you talkin' too much

You gon' get chopped out talkin' to us

Bullet-proof truck 'cause I know they could touch me

Bury the K and it still shoot rusty

**** my opps niggas broke and they musty

All my exes still wanna **** me

Eliantte on me this is not lucky

Fry me a nigga like I'm from Kentucky

Remember when pops used to front me

When I see rappers I do not see rappers my nigga

I really see lunch meat

Three-hundred black on the seat and the Glock on my hip

Ain't no way you could punch me

You ain't really gang you a flunkie

Send your a*s to the store like you auntie p***y

Under cover of the darkness

Red sky bleedin'

Sunlight moves awakening

Red sky bleedin'

One that stares while one's asleep

Red sky bleedin'

Before that's done it's waking

This is really happening

Is this is really happening