Rony - Red Bottoms lyrics

{Chorus} {Rony} Bad b*tch in the club looking like a dime Red bottoms on her feet yeah she know she fine She gone let me hit it she know i'm the man I've been getting to the money I've been stacking up my bands {Verse 1} {Rony} If it's Rony and Dro on the beat then it's a bucket 5% tint when I'm cruising in the urus Stay strapped like a gay b*tch them trojans saved my life Young ni**a ain't worried bout sh*t but dividends Got tired of being broke had to boss up and become a man Had to put them guns down now I get paid to rap on beats Now im living different 7 figures different Telling all my guys we never going back to the bottom So I work the hardest and the smartest putting Portland on the map {Verse 2} {Rony} On a mission tryna be the goat tryna be the best to ever do it so I'm on a role... and I'm on parole Bad b*tches love me and good girls go bad for me Spending all my money you can't take it to the grave Young ni**a got it out the slums got it out the mud Thinking back I was so broke I had no money on my phone Same ni**as hating on me asking for a feature Same b*tches used to call me weird turning into groupies Now I'm getting paid now I'm in a wraith Looking back at life look how far we came It's a gangsta party baby no you ain't invited All my apes come with big sticks and big clips Just incase a ni**a tryna act out tryna get some clout Don't treat me like i'm normal baby you know I ain't average {Verse 3} {HS Dro} Look, said she love me when I'm disrespectful girl you got some issues Down up with my hood racks on my momma I'm finna get lose Doggy b*tch a chooser don't be mad cause I get chose Circle full of steppers whipe your nose just like some tissues Man I never had a lot but I'm still tryna make some shake tho You ain't talking money why you tryna conversate for Shawty want some ass shots but she don't like yo cake fo That ain't ever been the issue but yo pockets need some weight tho {Verse 4} {HS Dro} I've been really been on my collar like I see it unapologetic So in love with dead presidents starting think I got a fetish Once some sh*t I buy it in cash dawg I don't got no credit Paper like abortions to a hooker the way I gotta get it Man my sh*t too hard these bars might get me sent me to hell I just don't be talking send this sh*t to Venezuela Some of my partners went to college some of my partners went to jail Me I'm tryna score in every city like the NFL might as well {Chorus} {Rony} Bad b*tch in the club looking like a dime Red bottoms on her feet yeah she know she fine She gone let me hit it she know i'm the man I've been getting to the money I've been stacking up my bands Bad b*tch in the club looking like a dime Red bottoms on her feet yeah she know she fine She gone let me hit it she know i'm the man I've been getting to the money I've been stacking up my bands