[Verse 1: MARCO PLUS]

Ay, uh

Bodies covered in sheets, it's the hottest summer

The streets gettin' godless, gun in the Jeep

If the opps is comin' you'll reek

Catch a homie, duck the police, keep it silent

Shut the capiche or it's violent

Fuck niggas sleep with the fishes

Shit like a rabid dog, it keep gettin' vicious

Nobody ever wanna shoot the fake 'cause these niggas bitches

I sleep with the blick on the nightstand

Listen with my mic hand, the white man that's on the green paper, got the right plan

We hustle to them boys in blue pull up in thеm white Vans

The block is hot as hell, thе Glock will leave you with a nice tan

This shit the realest gamble, you'll never know where the dice land

Brand new Air Force is covered in blood, runnin' in mud

How the hell you even get your fuckin' gun in the club?

The lights just off so ain't nobody see your face

But it's potters know now

They outside your momma house squeezin' drakes, aw man

[Chorus: MARCO PLUS]

Red lights, I'ma run it every time

Pussy nigga tryna' to take what's mine

Keep it cool, I want your mama, then I'ma cry

I just wanna make it inside, make it inside

Red lights, I'ma run it every time

Pussy nigga tryna' to take what's mine

Keep it cool, I want your mama, then I'ma cry

I just wanna make it inside, make it inside

[Bridge: Chris Patrick]

I gotta pray these demons don't find me

I keep a cold fastenin' on my side

Just got the news, they found a new body

I'm probably best just stayin' inside

I gotta pray these demons don't find me

I keep a cold fastenin' on my side

Just got the news, they found a new body

I'm probably best just stayin' inside (Uh)

[Verse 2: Chris Patrick]

Your fam assumed the worst when they viewed the news niggas dropped 'em

Goosebumps up they neck, they all knew you flew to the lobby

Heaven's all-inclusive, where everything is paid for, honor never ends

It's endin' stay and communication is choppy

Your lil sister asked when you comin' back from vacation

Your shorty fought back tears when she answered that she don't know

The worst part about that moment not even the fact she lied

It's the fact that your lil sister keep textin' shit to your phone

This shit get wicked dawg, like based on who get the draw

Fastest brush, da Vinci-level artwork 'cause that's 7-6-2 packed 'em up, suburban boy

But lord, as I grow older, think 'bout strappin' up

Imagine men was tasked to tell Mrs. Patrick they bagged me up

Boy, God forbid, conscience on a swivel

Palm rest on a tree

Mark her damn near blood

Make sure my niece gon' see her papa live

I'd probably beg, sacrifice it all to see my partner's kids

For birthdays on a yearly

Red light runner when they near me

Fuck we stoppin' for?

[Chorus: MARCO PLUS]

Red lights, I'ma run it every time

Pussy nigga tryna to take what's mine

Keep it cool, I want your mama, then I'm cryin'

I just wanna make it inside, make it inside

Red lights, I'ma run it every time

Pussy nigga tryna' to take what's mine

Keep it cool, I want your mama, then I'm cryin'

I just wanna make it inside, make it inside