red sky (nightcore version|Explicit)

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 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

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

She don't look good without makeup

I'm stiff 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

When I'm 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

Spain

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

You gon' get chopped out talkin' to us

Us us us

Bullet-proof truck

'Cause I know they could touch me

Touch touch touch

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

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 lunch lunch

Three hundred black on the seat

And the Glock on my hip

Ain't no way you could punch me

Punch punch punch

You ain't really gang you a flunkie

Flunkie

Send your a*s to the store like your aunty

P***y 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