BigKayBeezy - Red Bottoms lyrics

[Intro: BigKayBeezy & Sada Baby] Put Down Gang You know what the fu*k goin' on What else? (Ayy, who made it? Milan made it, b*tch) [Chorus: BigKayBeezy] Home-made, red bottoms, I been stompin' ni**as out Hangin' out the roof, spinnin' Hit him then it's time to switch the route Shut your fu*kin' mouth 'fore I blow this forty at your scalp Might kick door your house And have your momma cryin', movin' out [Verse 1: BigKayBeezy] I'm that ni**a now, pullin' triggers Smokin' ni**as, ain't no Swishers now b*tch, I got you figured out Put his blood on the wall, tryna come repaint your house He inside, we stake it out Straight red beams, he breakin' out ni**as writin' trash diss songs, let me take it out You wanna beef with me? You gotta have at least the same amount in your bank account ni**as weed, let me break 'em down Ain't no Swisher Sweets anytime I bring the gang around Bust Down Gang I spent on my chain what you just spent to relocate And foenem still can get you baked, uh I make what you make in thirteen months in thirteen days Pick him off, I get you paid, ni**as roaches, where's my raid? Ayy, ayy [Bridge 1: BigKayBeezy] b*tch ass ni**as Why the fu*k y'all keep playin' with me, man? ni**a, you ain't shot a good video in like, three years Weak ass b*tch Get your bread up [Chorus: BigKayBeezy] Home-made, red bottoms, I been stompin' ni**as out Hangin' out the roof, spinnin' Hit him then it's time to switch the route Shut your fu*kin' mouth 'fore I blow this forty at your scalp Might kick door your house And have your momma cryin', movin' out [Verse 2: Sada Baby] Sippin' on a opp, this b*tch so motherfu*kin' dirty I heard lil' b*tches give the drop I'm about to spin they sh*t with thirties It's me and [?] like, I get him gone early We want the dawg, he gone, ayy, that's why I'm murkin' Listen, I don't miss my straps, I gon' get you clapped Hollows tips gon' smack, bag him like some crack This ain't on X's but I ain't miss 'cause of that Get a ni**a whacked, fresh up out the trap President, he be tweakin', we don't tolerate it Yeah, that bop stick have a ni**a discombobulated Brother a snitch, we heard he had cooperated Lean back with the four fifty like I shot a fader We in all black but we is not the Raiders Pills yellow, drink purple, we is not the Lakers Drinkin' straight like I ain't got no taste Tell your b*tch get the fu*k out my face, I'm not gon' chase her [Verse 3: BigKayBeezy] These ni**as b*tches, they be hoes I practice to stompin' on y'all necks When kickin' down y'all ni**as door And y'all broke, y'all be wearin' the same clothes Don't get caught slippin', better stand on all ten toes, ayy, ayy [Bridge 2: BigKayBeezy] b*tch ass ni**a, I ain't done Finna get on foenem ass, look You a goofy, you thin as hell And you pussy, ayy [Verse 4: BigKayBeezy] What y'all gon' do with that lil' deuce-deuce? You know I been totin' forties and I been a loose screw I'm a dog and I'm the sh*t, I'm Scooby-Doo-Doo And don't nobody know you, b*tch, they like, "Who you?" Ayy, uh, look me up on YouTube I heard you dropped the diss and it got like two views Look at lil' dude, he uglier than a b*tch And he ain't gon' get no b*tches On foenem grave [Chorus: BigKayBeezy] Home-made, red bottoms, I been stompin' ni**as out Hangin' out the roof, spinnin' Hit him then it's time to switch the route Shut your fu*kin' mouth 'fore I blow this forty at your scalp Might kick door your house And have your momma cryin', movin' out