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yvngxchris

Red Lyte

 

Red Lyte

(album: VIRALITY - 2022)


[Yvngxchris:]
If you don't got a gun, nigga, walk away from me
And the Glock finna take out his guts, I ain't tucking his tummy
Bitch, you not my twizzy, who told you we buddies?
I just caught that boy lacking and now my jit bloody
Gave her dick one time, now she tell me she love me (Dylvinci got the code)

He want the static, he not 'bout that action
I pull out the choppa, catch him at the red light
Bitch think he capping, I hit then I pass it
I fucked on his mama and now it's his bedtime
I be your stepdad, you cannot flex that
Dick hard on the bed, your mom erect that
Rapping on niggas head, that's what I'm best at
Slide with the pole like I'm finna elect somebody
Your shawty on me, nigga, don't test my buddy
Heard that nigga looking for me, told the bitch, "Come find me"
And she suck me up, oh golly, probably
Hop out the cut, no mileage, shawty
Gave me the brain, no zombie
.223's gon' pierce his body
That Glock on me, push up, don't try me
One Perc' shot, itch like poison ivy
Yvngxchris Hansen when it come to features, I don't want anything under eighteen
And I met a slut, bitch, I think her name Wakesha
She tryna find anything under my jeans
And I heard she got bop-bop
I just might let it rain on an opp block, bitch, I'm a G
Five on the shot clock, widow from D
And I see why them not-hots tryna be me

[Xlovclo:]
Everybody wants to be like me
In a limousine smoking on that green
Sipping on that drink, woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh
Still looking for my John Doe
Do you got the time though?
I'm super fly, I know, ho
Bitch, I need my bread pronto
I wanna be with you, I'm on my grind though
Baby, I'm a star, I'm meant to shine (Shine), ho

[Yvngxchris:]
Oh yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She not tryna fuck, I'm kicking that bitch out
Glock in my hand, don't make me pull that bitch out
Asian lil' bitch told me, "Pull that dick out"
He try to test me, got that nigga glicked out
I laugh to the bank, nigga, hahaha
If a nigga test me, it go, "Gra-da-da-da"
In the fucking 'Rari and I'm dropping the top
And I'm counting money while she sucking my cock
I got hella bitches so I'm fucking a lot
I do not give a damn, I say, "Fuck it" a lot
And lil' bitch, you a virgin
You just be capping and shit, nigga, you don't be fucking no thots
Why these niggas on dick? Uh-huh
When I pull that bitch out, she gon' give me that clit, uh-huh
And I'm giving them flint, uh-huh (Okay)
And I caught that boy lacking, I slide with the Glock and I empty the clip, uh-huh
And I'm sorry, lil' bitch, I cannot keep you with if you not giving lip, uh-huh
And I'm shopping at Saks, but that's not the problem, bitch, I got a whole lotta cash
I'ma fuck on that bitch from the motherfucking back 'cause that bitch got a whole lot of ass
I'ma hop in the goddamn SRT, got a whole lotta dash
Nigga, you is a lil' bitch, I ate a nigga life with this stick
That Glock get a bite of your lip
Nigga, ain't nobody comparing to Chris
Lean in my piss, I swear that these fuck niggas making me sick
Like sick to my stomach, bitch, I need to shit
And they say, "Who is Chris?" Bitch, I be the shit
I'm way too cold, don't preheat me, bitch
She a goddamn thot, might delete the bitch
I just might leave the bitch
Chris so goddamn tight, nigga, you gotta see this shit
Breathing it, pushing the motherfucking Lamborghini, my keys in it
I got a Glock and another fucking choppa, yeah, that shit really be beaming, bitch
Made that boy fall like autumn (Oh, like TwinUzis?)
No, nigga, the season, bitch
I put the dick in, I pulled the dick out, I just might have to tease the bitch
Yeah, oh yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah
Hit from the back, nigga, I said, "Oh yeah"
Catch the pussy, one hand, Odell
Lick on the pussy, I pray that it don't smell
Bitch, I'm the shit but I think we can both tell

[Xlovclo:]
My bae a model, shaped like a bottle
Y.O.L.O. my motto
I fuck a slut today while I'm waiting for tomorrow
Let's kick it at my condo
I shoot it and I score like Rondo (Splash), Rondo (Splash)
Still looking for my John Doe
Do you got the time though?
I'm super fly, I know, ho
Bitch, I need my bread pronto
I wanna be with you, I'm on my grind though
Baby, I'm a star, I'm meant to shine (Shine), ho (Ho)
Can I fuck you my— (Shine, ho) Huh, high, ho
High, ho

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