Redline

I've been running through the red line, bitch, I never slow down

Hood know the truth, every move make a cold sound

Enemies lurk, but they fold when we roll out

Talk that tough shit, hit your hoe, damn, so found

I've been running through the red line, bitch, I never slow down

Yacht block heavy, we don't talk, we control towns

Posted on the curb with the weight in four pound

Try me if you want, get a race when we go, blah

I'm ripping it quick, I was raised in the gutter with the blood on the brick

Every night was a risk, every run was a lick

Had to sharpen up my blade, cause the streets cut thick

Motherfuckers wanna talk, but they never gon' slide

I've been decking more opps than a snake tryna hide

Got the burner on my hip, got the gang on my side

When I punt it at a bitch, hoe's soul gon' divide

I ain't never been a pussy, ain't never been fake

Did time, held strong when she blends with break

Had the cups on my wrist, but the mind stayed great

Came home with a plan and I doubled my weight

Yacht town, born boy, I step with force

Red rag hang right at the set, of course

Got the pedal to the metal with my life off course

But the pain gave power and the rage reinforced

I've been running through the red line, bitch, I never slow down

Hood know the truth, every move make a cold sound

Enemies lurk, but they fold when we roll out

Talk that tough shit, get your whole damn soul found

I've been running through the red line, bitch, I never slow down

Yacht block heavy, we don't talk, we control towns

Posted on the curb with the weight and the flow, pound

Drop me if you want, get a race when you go, pound

Fast rap swinging, I'm a motherfuckin' menace

Everything I speak real, not a single line

Renner, you a soft lil' toy, whole vibe synthetic

I'm a block, race wolf, cut throat, no edit

Put the flame to the dope, let the pain take shape

Seen homies turn ghost, tryna gangbang fake

Seen lames turn bald when they hide behind gates

Seen death when they smile with a cold, blank face

But I still kept moving, never die, die, pivot

If a bitch want smoke, then I gladly give it

If the long press close, then I stash that quickness

Yacht boy born with a fuck you sickness

Red line run up with a steel toe, bitch

And I don't brag bout shit

I just handle my business, got a bag out the mug

I respect all the trenches

If a snake pop out, turn his ass into inches

I've been running through the red line, bitch

I never slow down, hood know the truth

Every move make a cold sound

Enemies lurk, but they fold when we roll out

Talk that tough shit, get your whole damn soul found

I've been running through the red line, bitch

I never slow down

Yacht block heavy, we don't talk, we control towns

Posted on the curb with the weight and the flow, pound

Try me if you want, hit a race when it go, pound

I'm a fast flow vet with a razor tongue, cut

Whole city know the name, contagious, don't bluff

If a hater want a war, tell him line that up, yeah

We gon' send him to the derby, it's pride or crush, yeah

Hit the block like a demon, the trigger, red lips

I don't talk online, bitch, I talk with fists

I don't need IG to confirm my shit

My resume long, penitentiary legit

Put the hood on my back, put the truth in my verse

Every step that I take, someone's ready for a hearse

I'm a curse to the face, I'm a blessing to the turf

And the flame about to flame on the tip of a vagina

When that verse hit, five BP into the flow, still rap

Every stutter, bullet, stab, every rhyme through damage

If the beat slow down, I'ma still coast

Havoc, contagious, hit the ground, king, go 70s

Five BP into the flow, still rap

Every stutter, bullet, stab, every rhyme through damage

I've been running through the redline, bitch, I never slow down

Hood know the truth, every move make a cold sound

Enemies lurk, but they fold when we roll out

Talk that tough shit, get your whole damn soul found

I've been running through the redline, bitch, I never slow down

Gag, block, heavy, we don't talk, we control towns

Posted on the curb with the weight in the boat pound

Try me if you want, get a race when it go black