Killumantii

Red Down Lyrics

[Verse 1: Killumantii]

One thing I can't stand is a messy ass hoe

Always runnin' her damn mouth

Always tellin' folks what she know

Shut the fuck up bitch

'Cause you really sound retarded

Got folks outside finna fight

Over some shit that you done started

See, that's why I don't fuck with these bitches

And none of these niggas 'cause they messy too

These niggas be lyin', for the opps they be spyin

And they be denying the shit that be true

And these hoes ain't one hundred

They flip floppy too

Started some shit and they blame it on you

Start up some rumors that ain't even true

Now you hearin' shit about you that you don't even do

Like 'Yes girl she said don't show nobody, but I'm finna let you see'

But if she said nobody, then why the fuck you showin' me?

Y'all hoes ain't finna hang with me, tuh

Look, I gotta go

And I ain't got time for none of y'all hoes

'Cause all y'all petty, miserable, and broke



[Hook : Killumantii]

Look, drop top be the coupe

Look, shit on niggas like poop

I be strapped up like a troop

Runnin' solo, fuck a group

If you ain't the gang then you down with the opposites

Niggas can't think for themselves they incompetent

I'm here to stop the shit, watch niggas copy this

I cannot operate in all the sloppiness

Ah (Ah) (x2)

And I ain't stoppin' 'till all of my bitches, we ridin' in Beamers

And I said I could do it but nobody ever believed us

We ahead of the wave so you know that they call us the leaders

And these niggas they copy cats, they know they wanna be us



[Chorus : Killumantii]

Red down, I be dressin', red down

Put my Beamer in reverse

Just to turn that bitch around (x2)

Look, Beamers, whips, chains, walla

I need all the fuckin' walla (x2)



[Verse 2 : Killumantii]

Red bottoms when I step

Messy shit that's all she text

All her calls they get reject

All that lyin' gon' get you checked

Chains on me heavy

Just look how it glisten

Engine so loud it'll make a nigga listen

They signing shit, I don't fuck with petitions

Had to change it up had to change my condition

How you gone talk shit from the phone I bought you?

Tryna cover shit up, but we already caught you

And that Supreme headband must be glued to your head

'Cause we ain't ever seen you in a picture without it

Is her phone on yet? Uh, I doubt it

I ain't pulled up or did shit else about it

Tried to say she don't fuck with me, or my music either

But you was clappin' for me like you had gonorrhea



[Chorus : Killumantii]

Red down, I be dressin', red down

Put my Beamer in reverse

Just to turn that bitch around (x2)

Look, Beamers, whips, chains, walla

I need all the fuckin' walla (x2)

Ah (Ah) (x2)



[Outro]

Bitch now why the f*ck you do that

Y'all blessed, boy you saucy