24lefteye
Whole Lotta Red
[Intro]
(KiingjuOnDaBeat)

[Chorus]
Am I intruder
Cause a n***a want the drop
These n***as playing boy I see a whole lotta red (Whole Lotta Red)
Made a tape about my life
Money on my head (Money on my head)
Pour me up I like sprites when you aim the meds
F-F-Fingering my Glock like we having sex
Man this sh*t like origami why these n***as fold
We can't kill that n***a then you know we catching woes (Woa)
I just put a b*t*h on spirit then she took my soul (Soul)

[Verse 1]
Before the money I see dead peoplе
Oh you seen dead people (Huh)
But wе seen dead people (Ugh)
Money on my head guess I'm getting richer (Getting rich)
Yo shooter posed to shot me why you pay your shooter (Why you paid)
Way she talk to him will kill he vibe (F**k F**k)
Whole lotta red leave a n***a blind
Hanging out the window like a n***a with some f**king blinds
5-5 ain't lie man that n***a mama nearly died (Blatt Blatt)
It's a whole lotta red but the n***as still pouring up green (Green)
And I tell that lil n***a to pull up right now me and Lotto gonna clear the whole scene (Foh Foh Foh)
And you think that you pulling up deep we kill your whole team and leave you extinct (...)
Your shooter on the ice right now he rolling around he don't need a rink (Lets go)
Playing lil boy I got Carti (Carti)
When I look through my lenses it's a whole lotta red
I ain't been the same since his brother died (Brother died)
Smoking on the Sosa got me traumatized (Traumatized)
I be of I-70 not 285 (85)
[Chorus]
Am I intruder
Cause a n***a want the drop
These n***as playing boy I see a whole lotta red (Whole Lotta Red)
Made a tape about my life
Money on my head (Money on my head)
Pour me up I like sprites when you aim the meds
F-F-Fingering my Glock like we having sex
Man this sh*t like origami why these n***as fold
We can't kill that n***a then you know we catching woes (Woa)
I just put a b*t*h on spirit then she took my soul (Soul)

[Verse 2]
Glock won't milly rock we just play with Glocks
Choppa out the window and you know we let it chop (Chop)
Oh that boy your twin we turn his dreads red
If he no pu**y n***a then why he got his nails did (Nails did)
And we landed with no dime you can smell the Sosa
Nah I ain't landed with no dime when they flip you over
I be in the red sea like the n***a Moses
Hit him with the lil uzi he a f**kin poser
Mafia 1-6-7 that's my culture .....
N***as say homicide I don't give a f**k a murder
N***as know I play for keep me ...
Stick baby heard they seen him tried burnt his a**
[Chorus]
Am I intruder
Cause a n***a want the drop
These n***as playing boy I see a whole lotta red (Whole Lotta Red)
Made a tape about my life
Money on my head (Money on my head)
Pour me up I like sprites when you aim the meds
F-F-Fingering my Glock like we having sex
Man this sh*t like origami why these n***as fold
We can't kill that n***a then you know we catching woes (Woa)
I just put a b*t*h on spirit then she took my soul (Soul)