Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Red Lobster Biscuits, artist - Rexx Life Raj. Date of issue: 29.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Red Lobster Biscuits |
| Ayye, look, I never thought my bubble up would hurt niggas |
| How you mad at me? |
| I did 10,000 hours of work, nigga |
| That’s zero-sum thinking, buddy make it make sense |
| I promise that my wins don’t take away from your wins |
| Spent two hundred fifty on a steak, this shit poppin' isn’t it? |
| But don’t get it twisted, I still bust down Red Lobster biscuits (Red Lobster |
| biscuits) |
| Ayye, mind your business if it’s not your business |
| And don’t speak on business if you ain’t got no business |
| Your shit don’t resonate 'cause ain’t no knowledge in it |
| You just poisoning your people, that’s the problem with it |
| Running plays to help 'em make it out, feel like I’m Alonzo Carter |
| With this ideology that isn’t mine, it make it harder |
| You only think about yourself, or is your vision larger? |
| Either you gon' die a made man or you finna die a martyr, huh |
| I’m a fire starter, huh, yeah I keep it lit |
| I free my mind, then I freed the bitch |
| Ay, free my brotha Funk, I love you big dog |
| Niggas havin' life withdrawals behind them pen walls |
| We knew what was written and you dipped and now the script off |
| Turnin' yourself in was a different type of send off |
| Damn, life is too much to trip off |
| I had to learn to breathe through it like I was Wim Hof |
| Facts, at the same time I’m gettin' these wins off |
| Me and Ari in LA, he gettin' them powder blue Timbs off |
| Yes sir, we came a long way from San Jose |
| To Youtube forty thousand dollar plays |
| Flew my chick out to New Orleans for the étouffée |
| Shit was so good I got to talkin' like I’m Kevin Gates |
| Yeah, I used to pray for better days |
| Now every day I wake up and got new reasons to celebrate |
| Facts, beat up every obstacle, a heavyweight |
| Either you could hate or figure out how to run better plays |
| Cause I never thought my bubble up would hurt niggas |
| How you mad at me? |
| I did 10,000 hours of work, nigga |
| That’s zero-sum thinking, buddy make it make sense |
| I promise that my wins don’t take away from your wins |
| Spent two hundred fifty on a steak, this shit poppin' innit? |
| But don’t get it twisted, I still bust down Red Lobster biscuits |
| Mind your business if it’s not your business |
| And don’t speak on business if you don’t go no business |
| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey |
| Hey, hey, hey, hey |
| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey |
| Hey, hey, hey, hey |