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Red the Terra - SPRAYING IT Lyrics



Red the Terra - SPRAYING IT Lyrics




If I see a dumb f*ck tryna clutch then im slaying it
Ducking round the corner with that .44 and I'm spraying it
Bullets in his body but he don't know what was painin' him
That boy lookin' Red from the Terror where I stationed him
If I see a dumb f*ck tryna clutch then im slaying it
Duck-Ducking round the corner with that .44 and I'm spraying it
Bullets in his body but he don't know what was painin' him
I just reached under my seat pulled out where the laser is

I've been f*cking up the game ain't nobody stoppin' this
Put your homies in the ground, like this shit necropolis (Woah)
All your music sounds the same, that shit monotonous
F*cking with my gang, that's where the problem is
I done seen yo' movements, had my boys do their reconnaissance (Yup)
While I be chilling with your Bitch, she f*ckin' toppin' it (Uh)
That head like lobotomy, yeah she f*ckin slobberin' (Woah)
She feelin' my aura, bein' honest is anomalous, she rockin' it
She said I'm a winner, she a prophetess, scholarship
When I make it to the top, know that I'm gonna honor it (Yeah, aye!)
Knew that rap was promising, just needed polishing
Don't care about no shit, don't need no apology (Nope, never)
I just need to focus, got precision my weed offerin' (Light)
I be in his head rent-free, like I'm Socrates (Wait!)
Do not bother me (Aye!)
So much paper from this fuego, i'mma stack it like I'm authorin' (Damn!)
Say you with the gang, but what is you really honouring?
Linked with the clink, each dap hit like soldering
That's just how we grew up (Grew up)
These bitches choose up (Choose up)
Wait, why you hollering? (Aye!)
No use bothering (Yeah!)
This shit gon' end horribly (Wait!)
Im just conquering (Bitch!)
Chopper harm him bodily (No!)
Try to think about this logically
This shit my biography

If I see a dumb f*ck tryna clutch then im slaying it
Ducking round the corner with that .44 and I'm spraying it
Bullets in his body but he don't know what was painin' him
That boy lookin' Red from the Terror where I stationed him
If I see a dumb f*ck tryna clutch then im slaying it
Duck-Ducking round the corner with that .44 and I'm spraying it
Bullets in his body but he don't know what was painin' him
I just reached under my seat pull-, pull-, pull-, pull-, laser is
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If I see a dumb f*ck tryna clutch then im slaying it
Ducking round the corner with that .44 and I'm spraying it
Bullets in his body but he don't know what was painin' him
That boy lookin' Red from the Terror where I stationed him
If I see a dumb f*ck tryna clutch then im slaying it
Duck-Ducking round the corner with that .44 and I'm spraying it
Bullets in his body but he don't know what was painin' him
I just reached under my seat pulled out where the laser is

I've been f*cking up the game ain't nobody stoppin' this
Put your homies in the ground, like this shit necropolis (Woah)
All your music sounds the same, that shit monotonous
F*cking with my gang, that's where the problem is
I done seen yo' movements, had my boys do their reconnaissance (Yup)
While I be chilling with your Bitch, she f*ckin' toppin' it (Uh)
That head like lobotomy, yeah she f*ckin slobberin' (Woah)
She feelin' my aura, bein' honest is anomalous, she rockin' it
She said I'm a winner, she a prophetess, scholarship
When I make it to the top, know that I'm gonna honor it (Yeah, aye!)
Knew that rap was promising, just needed polishing
Don't care about no shit, don't need no apology (Nope, never)
I just need to focus, got precision my weed offerin' (Light)
I be in his head rent-free, like I'm Socrates (Wait!)
Do not bother me (Aye!)
So much paper from this fuego, i'mma stack it like I'm authorin' (Damn!)
Say you with the gang, but what is you really honouring?
Linked with the clink, each dap hit like soldering
That's just how we grew up (Grew up)
These bitches choose up (Choose up)
Wait, why you hollering? (Aye!)
No use bothering (Yeah!)
This shit gon' end horribly (Wait!)
Im just conquering (Bitch!)
Chopper harm him bodily (No!)
Try to think about this logically
This shit my biography

If I see a dumb f*ck tryna clutch then im slaying it
Ducking round the corner with that .44 and I'm spraying it
Bullets in his body but he don't know what was painin' him
That boy lookin' Red from the Terror where I stationed him
If I see a dumb f*ck tryna clutch then im slaying it
Duck-Ducking round the corner with that .44 and I'm spraying it
Bullets in his body but he don't know what was painin' him
I just reached under my seat pull-, pull-, pull-, pull-, laser is
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Writer: Reid Mallette
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Performed By: Red the Terra
Language: English
Length: 2:17
Written by: Reid Mallette
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