Red Rum - Soldier Kidd

Yeah yeah yeah

Man I swear, c’mon, c’mon', c’mon

I’m talkin' 'bout killers and lovers, you feel me?

Triple-X done got here, gang

Gang, gang, gang gang gang

Gang, gang, gang gang gang

Gang, gang, gang gang gang

Gang, gang, gang, uh

They just hit me with a murder I ain’t even know about

Tryna tell me stay quiet but this ain’t your mouth

VV’s all up in my tuwop, lookin' like a crown

I’m that youngin who gon' drop from the down south

Free my youngins, we the youngins, do that shit without the clout

I ain’t stuntin', I ain’t frontin', run up on me, man down

I got youngins, I got youngins right now laid up in the ground

Ain’t no disrespect for nothin', you know all these niggas wild

You be sayin' that you love me, still don’t think that you my wife

I be gettin' to this money, niggas know I had to grind

If they take everything from me, they gon' leave me with my pride

If they take my brother from me then a nigga gotta die

Triple-X, ain’t no I, I got exes askin' why

If I’m lyin' then I’m flyin', Bob Marley in the sky

C’mon, I’m the sunrise, c’mon, I got nine lives

I be up packed in your live, I done repacked up them nines

Ayy red rum, that be murder 'em

And you know I brought my fire to the funeral

Poppin' percs with the guys like they minerals

Nah I’m serious, most these niggas ridiculous, c’mon, c’mon

Red rum, that be murder 'em

And you know I brought my fire to the funeral

Poppin' percs with the guys like they minerals

Nah I’m serious, most these niggas ridiculous

All this money on Lil Soldier got her curious

Yeah I know you furious 'cause I talk delirious

All I know is get it up, make a nigga give it up

Soldier got the pistol tucked, with lil Benos in the cut

Crackers tryna cut a deal, tell 'em I need big bucks

I could go right back to jackin' but a nigga out here rappin'

And you know I’m still ratchet, came up in here with my ratchet

And I know you got a tool but tell me who gon' really clap it

I just popped up like it’s magic, I need Oscars, I need Grammys

I just drop that real for your ear, go and tell your mammy

You know that Lil Soldier daddy, 100 Bands forever lastin'

Put that on the gang, they gon' pull up, bro we never lackin'

Ayy red rum, that be murder 'em

And you know I brought my fire to the funeral

Poppin' percs with the guys like they minerals

Nah I’m serious, most these niggas ridiculous, c’mon, c’mon

Red rum, that be murder 'em

And you know I brought my fire to the funeral

Poppin' percs with the guys like they minerals

Nah I’m serious, most these niggas ridiculous