笨小笨red sky (slowed down|Explicit)歌词由21 Savage&Tommy Newport&Mikky Ekko演唱，出自专辑《american dream (slowed down) [Explicit]》，下面是《red sky (slowed down|Explicit)》完整版歌词！
red sky (slowed down|Explicit)歌词完整版
red sky (slowed down|Explicit) - 21 Savage/Tommy Newport/Mikky Ekko
Lyrics by：Tommy Newport/Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Carlton Davis Mays, Jr./4th Pyramid/Courtney Dwight
Composed by：Tommy Newport/Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Carlton Davis Mays, Jr./4th Pyramid/Courtney Dwight
Produced by：Honorable C.N.O.T.E.
Red sky bleedin' from my eye eye
Tides risin' up to new high high
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 *****
**** your white flag
I ain't tellin' 'em ****
I play it cool and hand brodie the blick
Blick out your stu' just to show you I'm rich
I'm rich
Now you can't drop no new music 'cause ****
****
How you jump right on
That song and then snitch snitch
Nigga you sassy and wrong as a *****
*****
Say the wrong thing
And get put on that list list
This is a warning
'Cause savage don't diss diss
Better thank me that your a*s still exist
'Cause Jesus can't save you
From what's in this stick stick
She don't look good without makeup I'm stiff
Don't **** with rappers
'Cause most of 'em snitch snitch
Diamonds gon' cover my neck and my fist
Watch on my leg
'Cause I ran out of wrists wrists
Draco brown like a Hershey
Hang out the window and blow 'em a kiss
Kiss
Hang out the window and wave at his *****
Gun smoke I take it far when I'm pissed
I'm pissed pissed pissed 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 spin
Speak on the dead
Then we boxin' you in in
Send you to heaven
They kill you again again
We killed his buddy
He buckin' again again
If they revive 'em
We bust him again again
Pistol so big ain't no tuckin' it in in
I got in trouble for tellin' on friends
Friends
Rip out your tongue
If you're talkin' too much
Too much too much
You gon' get chopped out talkin' to us
Us us us
Bullet-proof truck
'Cause I know they could touch me
Touch me
Bury the K and it still shoot rusty rusty
**** my opps niggas broke and they musty
Musty
All my exes still wanna **** me
**** me
Eliantte on me this is not lucky lucky
Fry me a nigga like I'm from Kentucky Kentucky
Remember when pops used to front me
Front me
When I see rappers
I do not see rappers my nigga
I really see lunch meat
Lunch meat lunch meat
Three hundred black on the seat
And the Glock on my hip
Ain't no way you could punch me
Punch me punch me
You ain't really gang you a flunkie flunkie
Send your a*s to the store like your aunty
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
