
Red Lights Knox Hill (Ft. GAWNE)
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[Intro: Knox Hill]
3 A.M
It's my birthday
[Verse 1: Knox Hill]
Late night, back on the piff
The madman is back in the lab
With banana's attached to the whip
I peel, don't move, drive still, flip hoods
Lie still, or you lyin' behind the wheel
Vibe is a hybrid puff, got that vibrant stuff
I be the violent one, hi there
Try me, I'm driving wildly and winding down side streets
Inside edition O'Reily, but in the trunk, I got bodies
I'm running roads like I'm Wile E. Coyote
I don't do borders or boxes, I find court orders obnoxious
You can't go awesome to stop it
I'm passin' by, so fuck your lawyers, you're Tom Sawyer'ed
I got all your blood money from countries whose heart is bled
Pushеd to start, so I started red
Runnin' thesе cars, can't pay they're debt
'Cause I gotta go and pay the feds
And so I drive with a painted vest (Yeah)
Comin' for the top line, I never had a stop sign
Tell me dial down, but I never had a hot line
Tell me what the cops find when the opps fire
Do not tire, hotwire, marking with a hot iron
If you want to pop mine, fine, backfire
When I cut my style, that's rikers
Wanna walk a mile, but I drive a hundred
And somethin' you can't pronounce - I'm bounce
3 A.M
It's my birthday
[Verse 1: Knox Hill]
Late night, back on the piff
The madman is back in the lab
With banana's attached to the whip
I peel, don't move, drive still, flip hoods
Lie still, or you lyin' behind the wheel
Vibe is a hybrid puff, got that vibrant stuff
I be the violent one, hi there
Try me, I'm driving wildly and winding down side streets
Inside edition O'Reily, but in the trunk, I got bodies
I'm running roads like I'm Wile E. Coyote
I don't do borders or boxes, I find court orders obnoxious
You can't go awesome to stop it
I'm passin' by, so fuck your lawyers, you're Tom Sawyer'ed
I got all your blood money from countries whose heart is bled
Pushеd to start, so I started red
Runnin' thesе cars, can't pay they're debt
'Cause I gotta go and pay the feds
And so I drive with a painted vest (Yeah)
Comin' for the top line, I never had a stop sign
Tell me dial down, but I never had a hot line
Tell me what the cops find when the opps fire
Do not tire, hotwire, marking with a hot iron
If you want to pop mine, fine, backfire
When I cut my style, that's rikers
Wanna walk a mile, but I drive a hundred
And somethin' you can't pronounce - I'm bounce
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