[Intro: Apollo Red]
(Brr, uhm)
(You know what I'm sayin', okay)
(I'm not fuckin' with you, not fuckin' with you, okay)
(Huh, like, hol' on)
[Chorus: Apollo Red]
Take em' down, contraband, huh (Okay)
ARP, I'm not playin' (I'm not)
Told twin, "Gotta hold it down, gotta put this shit on command" (On God)
It's a lot of niggas who would want me dead, who would prolly never get the chance (They won't)
She some light shit with a tan (Thick)
I put em' down without sayin' (You know what I'm sayin')
You could pull up to the sesh', shawty, don't act like no fan (Don't act like no fan)
I got Oni pants on, right now, I could go to war, see what I'm sayin'? (On God)
She a bad ho, she be slayin'
I'm wit' the same gang, I ain't traiting (Same gang, same gang)
[Bridge: Apollo Red]
I treat my new house like a vacant (Vacant)
Huh, got the same nigga who was in the place wit' me (Got the same nigga)
[Verse: Apollo Red]
I got smoke wit' a lot of niggas who done got fed at my spot (They cried)
Let's go into my head, go to Miami, give me head on the yacht (Head on a–)
I got a lot of niggas right now who would take yo' head by my block (Okay)
I ain't gotta tell em' what we on, you know I'm ridin' wit' my Glock (Okay)
I ain't gotta tell her what she on, I know she pull up on the spot (Uh-huh)
Yeah, she silent like a rock
She say that I'm on, she got (She got)
(Huh, like, hol' on)
[Chorus: Apollo Red & DJ Holiday]
Take em' down, contraband, huh (Okay)
ARP, I'm not playin' (I'm not)
Told twin, "Gotta hold it down, gotta put this shit on command" (On God)
It's a lot of niggas who would want me dead, who would prolly never get the chance (They won't; Holiday Season)
She some light shit with a tan (Thick)
I put em' down without sayin' (You know what I'm sayin')
You could pull up to the sesh', shawty, don't act like no fan (Don't act like no fan)
I got Oni pants on, right now, I could go to war, see what I'm sayin'? (On God)
She a bad ho, she be slayin'
I'm wit' the same gang, I ain't traiting (Same gang, same gang)
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