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Red Dot (feat. Kid Floff) Video (MV)




Performed By: midwaygrey
Language: English
Length: 2:15
Written by: Jacob Wynn




midwaygrey - Red Dot (feat. Kid Floff) Lyrics




You try to run, I'mma cock my gat and blast you
Deep in them bushes, see I'm scopin' with that red dot

Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Scopin' with the red dot
Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Yeah, you finna' get caught
Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Scopin' with the red dot
Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Yo ass finna' get shot

Motherf*cker betta' duck when he see me
Got a couple of ways I can put you to sleep
Push you off the f*ckin' deep, aye
Way to spend a weekend in pain
I'm the f*ckin' Grey that's insane
Betta' step the f*ck out my way
I ain't f*ckin' with a bitch that's a fake anyway
Stop, drop, cock my glock
Pull up on the f*ckin' block
What the f*ck you want from me
No meaningful epiphany
What the f*ck you want from a meaningful epiphany
You never gonna' get that from me
All you gonna' get is another nail in the coffin
I pull up high to the auction
And yo bitch sellin' the highest
It's lookin' like they be biased
Your whole arrangement is flagrant
I'm thinkin' this shit degraded
And now it's feelin' so jaded
My soul is drippin' with hatred
I'll drag you down to my basement
Unless you cough up the payment
I'm not hesitatin'
Best not catch you fakin'

Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Scopin' with the red dot
Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Yeah, you finna' get caught
Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Scopin' with the red dot
Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Yo ass finna' get shot

I'm waiting for the day the opposition pull up on me
F*ckin' stuff em in a duffel bag cut into pieces
I'm laughin' at his ass after cummin' in it and eatin' it
Leave the spleen in my freezer
Another one for the books
Another one I could cook up
Another family shook
And now I'm feelin' so good because his soul I have took
I'm a king with my queen, two bishops, two rooks, two knights you a pawn and tonight you are done
Why they looking at us
Because we up to somethin'
Blackheart got carcasses in my stomach
Masturbation and drugs the only thing that stop me from killing my f*ckin' self
Kid Floffy flopped and never hit shelves because he popped his noggin'
The only thing that he dropped were the god damn shells the cops had to pick up with the blood they mopped
And no one sobbed at the fact that he's dead
No funeral had, no tears were shed 'cause nobody loved him

Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Scopin' with the red dot
Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Yeah, you finna' get caught
Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Scopin' with the red dot
Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Yo ass finna' get shot
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You try to run, I'mma cock my gat and blast you
Deep in them bushes, see I'm scopin' with that red dot

Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Scopin' with the red dot
Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Yeah, you finna' get caught
Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Scopin' with the red dot
Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Yo ass finna' get shot

Motherf*cker betta' duck when he see me
Got a couple of ways I can put you to sleep
Push you off the f*ckin' deep, aye
Way to spend a weekend in pain
I'm the f*ckin' Grey that's insane
Betta' step the f*ck out my way
I ain't f*ckin' with a bitch that's a fake anyway
Stop, drop, cock my glock
Pull up on the f*ckin' block
What the f*ck you want from me
No meaningful epiphany
What the f*ck you want from a meaningful epiphany
You never gonna' get that from me
All you gonna' get is another nail in the coffin
I pull up high to the auction
And yo bitch sellin' the highest
It's lookin' like they be biased
Your whole arrangement is flagrant
I'm thinkin' this shit degraded
And now it's feelin' so jaded
My soul is drippin' with hatred
I'll drag you down to my basement
Unless you cough up the payment
I'm not hesitatin'
Best not catch you fakin'

Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Scopin' with the red dot
Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Yeah, you finna' get caught
Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Scopin' with the red dot
Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Yo ass finna' get shot

I'm waiting for the day the opposition pull up on me
F*ckin' stuff em in a duffel bag cut into pieces
I'm laughin' at his ass after cummin' in it and eatin' it
Leave the spleen in my freezer
Another one for the books
Another one I could cook up
Another family shook
And now I'm feelin' so good because his soul I have took
I'm a king with my queen, two bishops, two rooks, two knights you a pawn and tonight you are done
Why they looking at us
Because we up to somethin'
Blackheart got carcasses in my stomach
Masturbation and drugs the only thing that stop me from killing my f*ckin' self
Kid Floffy flopped and never hit shelves because he popped his noggin'
The only thing that he dropped were the god damn shells the cops had to pick up with the blood they mopped
And no one sobbed at the fact that he's dead
No funeral had, no tears were shed 'cause nobody loved him

Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Scopin' with the red dot
Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Yeah, you finna' get caught
Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Scopin' with the red dot
Bitch pull up, bitch pull up
Yo ass finna' get shot
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Writer: Jacob Wynn
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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