BanQ Boyz – Red Vision
Genre Rap

LYRIC
Red Vision

Red lens in the buffs
Got that terminator vision
Wish a n**** try to reach
I'm a terminate his vision
Lot of n***** f*** up
They wanna talk instead of listen
Then that's when we shut em down
Like that n**** work for civic

I see through you n*****
I don't need intuition
F*** a lip service, no talking
We ain't into venting
When I talk my shit I back it up
I think I need a cleansing
Bro be acting like a bitch
Must be his ambition
Red eye, red dots
F*** them give em head shots
Bet not nere n**** touch
One of my dread locks
Red eye, red dots
F*** them give em head shots
Thought it was funny
Until we left that n**** head hot

Red eye, red dots
F*** them give em head shots
Thought he was a savage
Until we turned him to a dead op
Red eye, red dots
F*** them give em head shots
Got it pop pop popping
So we had to put him in the pot

I ain't gone play with this kid
I'll cut off his high top
And put a red beam between his eyes
And call him cyclops
Uh, bro keep asking me why do it
I'm like why not
I be on go like a G T A driver
I'm like why stop
That revolver go phew
With this potato or potato
And leave his head looking like a
Squeezed tomato or tomato
Uh, I be shooting like I'm playing
Halo with these hollows
And I live to fight, I'm not gone let
Today go by tomorrow

Don't need a dot to drop a op
Gone spend the block
And get him dropped
Gone roll him up
And leave him rot
Keep him in the same spot
F****** with the B*** B***
We got something to make him hot
F*** this rap s***, I'd rather
Keep this s***up on the block

F*** a n**** vision up
With that rat ta ta ta
Gone have a n**** family crying
Asking God why why why
Red gloves black mask
Don’t get your p***** a** drop
Catch a op that I don't like
And I'm a p*** up on his block
Put a red target on a n****
Like I'm hunting deer
In yo city they be stepping
B**** we stomping here
I tell my partner lock the door
Behind him when he come in here
Go get a bag and move up
Out the city it ain't nothing here

Red dots, dead ops
Bitch we got em all
But let them tell it
They ain't got no ops
Beats they shot em all
N***** p**** say they gangster
But they not at all
Head shots wet spots
B***** gotta fall

Red eye, red dots
F*** them give em head shots
Bet not nere n**** touch
One of my dread locks
Red eye, red dots
F*** them give em head shots
Thought it was funny
Until we left that n**** head hot

Red eye, red dots
F*** them give em head shots
Thought he was a savage
Until we turned him to a dead op
Red eye, red dots
F*** them give em head shots
Got it pop pop popping
So we had to put him in the pot

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