Borleone Red Light Lyrics

[Intro]
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
I got you

[Chorus]
Pull up on a nigga at the red light
Slidin' on your block, I might take your life
Hoppin' out the whip, shoot 'em with the fire
I might pull up to your funeral, see your mama cry

[Verse]
It's a gunfight, that lil' nigga pulled up with a knife (It's a gunfight)
Catch me on the block, I'm servin' junkies on the drive (I'm servin' junkies)
You ain't ever seen a traphouse, that boy is a lie (Seen a traphouse)
Bitch I'm DD Gang, you know a nigga rep that five
Pull up with lean, you know it be clean
I'm shootin' that thirty, I don't need a beam
I caught me an opp and you know I'ma squeeze it
I'm f*ckin' your bitch, and my name, she screamin' Them blue hundreds, they stuffed in my jeans
You smokin' that dirt, I'm smokin' OG
He servin' that white, he ain't even got a key
I'm fightin' them demons, they all on me
I'm poppin' them percs, I can't see
I'm servin' them J's and I put off a bean
I'm f*ckin' that bitch, you ain't know she's a freak
I'm high in the sky, we still gon' geek
I pull up with wick, ayy, I pull up with sticks, ayy
I pull on your block, I pull on your rim, I let shit hit, ayy

[Chorus]
Pull up on a nigga at the red light
Slidin' on your block, I might take your life
Hoppin' out the whip, shoot 'em with the fire
I might pull up to your funeral, see your mama cry

[Outro]
It's a gunfight