Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Red Light, artist - London Jae. Date of issue: 27.05.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Red Light |
| You can tell her, I ain’t ever really gave no fucks |
| Middle finger out like fuck these niggas |
| Come take your ho up off my nuts |
| If you got a problem with a nigga when you see a nigga |
| I’ll ask a nigga what’s up |
| Life ain’t free young nigga so don’t, tryna act up |
| Catch a nigga slipping at a red light |
| Imma catch a nigga slipping at a red light |
| Catch a nigga slipping, pull up on him, get to hitting |
| Imma shoot him till his ain’t no headlight |
| Catch a nigga slipping at a red light |
| Catch a nigga slipping at a red light |
| Catch a nigga slipping, pull up on him, get to hitting |
| Imma shoot him till his ain’t no headlight |
| Chopper hold 100 like a bank card |
| Broad day, bare face, Immaa shoot it till it ain’t none |
| Get to taking all the money you be making |
| Got a clique full of Jamaicans |
| 50 deep like we Kingston |
| Pillow talking with these bitches |
| Fuck around and get your issues |
| Slike up on you at the front and hit your mama through the tissue |
| You a fuck nigga boy, it’s a fuck nigga with you |
| Ain’t nobody gone miss you |
| Pull up on your set, leap straight up out the vet |
| Leave everybody wet, it’s a mess |
| This drum hold 100, my niggas 100 |
| That vest ain’t protecting your chest |
| Aim at your neck and your head |
| Boy you rookie, I’m vet |
| Stand over you and make sure you’re dead, huh |
| And if you make it out alive good luck |
| Catch your monkey ass slipping at the red light |
| Catch you at the red light |
| Put your body on my TEC9 |
| Leave you on a headline |
| Now you’re a dead guy |
| Catch you at a red light |
| Turn you into dead guy |
| Put you on a headline |
| Now your body on my TEC9 |
| Tell them I murder |
| Pull up on your car with this burner |
| Bullet bite them like a burger |
| fight them flavor |
| That my baby, feed them |
| Teach them like they my learner |
| Real bad man stand firm, yeah |
| Don’t make me talk, them murk ya |
| Catch a nigga with a 40 Glock |
| Extendo, got 40 shots |
| Poy! |
| Poy! |
| Poy! |
| Party stops |
| Skrrt out the parking lot |
| Leave a nigga in his parking spot |
| Hollow point what you thought you got |
| Catch a nigga all up on his block |
| Mayday, yeah I caught an op |