Letras
Red cup blue pill homicide
Groupie fuck with they know I ride
Two cups leaning thugging I get high
Don't come too close we don't trust ya you gon die
Huh yeah you gon die
Huh huh you gon die
Huh yeah you gon die
Huh huh you gon die
Red cup blue pill homicide
Killed an opp
Bitch you know I got mob ties
Shot your homie man he's gon' need
A Revive
Fucked your bitch
I'm her man that's on the side
Your main bitch I fuck till the sun rise huh
Thugging with my pistol
We gon' shoot you if you'll get close
Yea Hugh I got high off the Leah ya
Pull up with your bitch
She said the she miss me cause I do not miss
Didn't wanna go home so we went to ritz
You tried to sound tough so you lowered your pitch yeah
Ayy
She came to me back
She came to me back
I fuck from the back
I fuck from the back
I'm pulling her tracks
I'll skeet on her face
She holding the mag
She holding the mag
She in love with me
She in love with the mag ugh
200 on my wrist
200 on my bitch
Bitch you know I'm rich
But I ain't got no amiri
Give him one call
To send you to god
Give him one call
To send you to hell
Bitch I got bored
So I froze my wrist
Bitch I got bored
So I froze my neck
I'm dripping it's ice
All on my body
Better duck
Before I'll take your body
Glock 30 my hip
Glock 9 in my pocket
Range rove the whip
Diamond chain I'll cop it
Red cup blue pill homicide
Groupie fuck with they know I ride
Two cups leaning thugging I get high
Don't come too close we don't trust ya you gon die