Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Red tape, yellow tape , by - Drakeo The Ruler. Release date: 25.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Red tape, yellow tape |
| Cold devil, I’ma do these niggas hella foul |
| Dick hanging out in public, I’m a pedophile |
| The type of shells that’ll knock down juggernaut |
| Boom boom boom, he was shocked when the hundred dropped |
| Ain’t with the squabbling, you finna get your celly popped |
| And I can sense all the hatred and the animosity |
| Up out the mud through katanas and Benihanas |
| Make the money doing flips 'til it’s Benihanas |
| I’m a grouch and a motherfuckin' cookie monster |
| Where the safe? |
| where the grams? |
| nigga spit it out |
| Duct tape and a mask, we gon' get it out you |
| Let him live what your family gon' be yellin' out |
| Red tape, yellow tape when I’m out of bounds |
| Everything cool until we running in your house |
| I’m in love with ling ling but I got a bopper |
| And besides Mae Ling finna take me shopping |
| Red tape, yellow tape when I’m out of bounds |
| Everything cool until we running in your house |
| I’m in love with ling ling but I got a bopper |
| And besides Maylene finna take me shopping |
| Cool devil, I’m a hooligan |
| Tired of niggas and his goofy ass jewelry |
| Take that shit to Pablo for that buffoonery |
| F&N shells for niggas like Booker T |
| Silly niggas always talking 'bout booking me |
| I think he mad 'cause he’s lost and always will be |
| Last supper, I can tell by your earrings |
| And them bummy ass clothes you be wearing |
| When you see me up in traffic we ain’t staring |
| I hope your car bulletproof, you gon' be stranded |
| Mr. Mosley, all I wanted was the ransom |
| Half a mil in the duffel bag, just flash it |
| Red tape, yellow tape when I’m out of bounds |
| Everything cool until we running in your house |
| I’m in love with ling ling but I got a bopper |
| And besides Maylene finna take me shopping |
| Red tape, yellow tape when I’m out of bounds |
| Everything cool until we running in your house |
| I’m in love with ling ling but I got a bopper |
| And besides Maylene finna take me shopping |
| Like, keep my name out your mouth. |
| Nigga we all know y’all tired of me talkin' |
| shit at the end of these songs but just keep my name out your mouth, |
| you won’t have to hear from me no more. |
| Sike, bitch I’ma still keep talking |
| shit, the fuck is you talking 'bout? |
| This shit reckless nigga, 'til we running |
| your house. |
| Had to bring Longstocking out, bitch. |
| Free everybody though. |
| This tape gon' hurt niggas' feelings |