Red Carpet (Roll Out) - Skeme

I’m a street nigga bitch, I probably wooped yo nigga ass

SOX Gang, Inglewood, Ingleworld, we everywhere, international

West Coast, East Coast, Down South

They know about the SOX Gang

Right, links and the chain so heavy

Cold game, throw frame, nigga daddy

Pushing Benz’s, growing up we wanted Chevy’s

I’m wavy as Max B, still I steer the ship steady, eh

They want a nigga on a cell block, calling home while yo bitch got a

They won’t be happy till you’re shine stop

But worse they want your ass ridin hearse in a box, hey

But still a nigga risin', no brakes man that boy still ridin'

The hood love it when I get to talkin' fly shit

Play me in a whip and tell whoever this is my shit, bitch

This everything I wanted nigga

Fame and fortune, look at picture, like a bonus nigga

Sight set on whoever say they want it, nigga

Mafioso man, I’m just outchea on the podium, nigga, yeah

Still in the hood like I ain’t got shit

Even though the boy got a whole lot

Red eyes on a PJ, late night

Everywhere I land red carpets gotta roll out

Roll out, everwhere I land red carpets gotta roll out

I’m a hot boy even when it’s cold out

Everwhere I’m walkin' red carpets gotta roll

I ain’t scared of nuthin' but a early death

Cuz you’ll ain’t gon' be finished gettin' this work yet

Wait, hating niggas better speak up

I can’t hear you when we hollerin', where the work at

OK, a nigga been fly got a bird bag

And choppa loaded tryna hit you where it hurts at

You put the beat inside my 'phones, i’mma merk that

Nigga, you don’t even know my era go research that

Bitch, I been ill quit talking outta heard that

Trapper turned rapper, nigga i’mma bring the church back

Bout to park a Lambo in the lobby, where the clerk at

Life is a bitch, I fuckin' nut until it slurp that

And I speak the truth 'til you know I can’t reverse that

Real life, I ain’t actin', can’t rehearse that

You see these niggas all moving like bitches

Boy, where your dress, where you heels and your purse at, goddamn nigga

I been on, been a minute since I got my spit on

Since I was 16 all my sixteens killing contract killer murder what I live on

Wait, Been on, holla at your nigga when you get on

Hop up off the boy dick, that’s deserved seat homie only bad bitches get to sit

on

Wait, Been on, holla at your nigga when you get on

Wait, Been on, holla at your nigga when you get on

I heard they ain’t fuckin' with me, and stop fuckin' with me

This rap game like only pourin' deuces in a 2 litre, moving like it’s nuthin'

to me, nigga

If you don’t know, check yo bitch’s contacts

Check yo bitch recent calls

Check yo bitch text messages

I bet too much is in 'em, just like I’m in her tummy, hahaa

Inglezone, hahaa

SOX Gang