[Chorus: Fredo Bang]
If you in my section, better walk light
These niggas out here squeezin' for they own stripes
You know if it's beef then it's on sight
Uh, don't get caught up at that red light
Don't get caught up at that red light
Don't get caught up at that red light
These niggas out here squeezin' for they own stripes
Don't get caught up at that red light
[Verse 1: Fredo Bang]
Bitch, I'm not the one to fuck with
TBG, Gorilla Gang, red rum shit (On that up shit)
My youngin live outside, ain't got no clutches
Used to pour one in the diamond, high as well as rollin'
I got murder on my mind, shit, that's out the window
Swap a body for a feature, that's a head for the low
Ain't trippin' on you, send a diss and shit, they come and they go
Hit that nigga with that fifty, that's a body for sure
We do and-ones, choppers and them handguns
Catch that nigga with the cutter, ain't nowhere he can run
Slap your granny with that pistol, fuck her and her grandson
Caught him in the whip, shot that bitch like Cam'ron
[Chorus: Fredo Bang]
If you in my section, better walk light
These niggas out here squeezin' for they own stripes
You know if it's beef then it's on sight
Uh, don't get caught up at that red light
If you in my section, better walk light
These niggas out here squeezin' for they own stripes
You know if it's beef then it's on sight
Uh, don't get caught up at that red light
Don't get caught up at that red light
Don't get caught up at that red light
These niggas out here squeezin' for they own stripes
Don't get caught up at that red light
[Verse 1: Fredo Bang]
Bitch, I'm not the one to fuck with
TBG, Gorilla Gang, red rum shit (On that up shit)
My youngin live outside, ain't got no clutches
Used to pour one in the diamond, high as well as rollin'
I got murder on my mind, shit, that's out the window
Swap a body for a feature, that's a head for the low
Ain't trippin' on you, send a diss and shit, they come and they go
Hit that nigga with that fifty, that's a body for sure
We do and-ones, choppers and them handguns
Catch that nigga with the cutter, ain't nowhere he can run
Slap your granny with that pistol, fuck her and her grandson
Caught him in the whip, shot that bitch like Cam'ron
[Chorus: Fredo Bang]
If you in my section, better walk light
These niggas out here squeezin' for they own stripes
You know if it's beef then it's on sight
Uh, don't get caught up at that red light
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