Offset Red Room Mp3 Audio Mp4 Video Download
One of the Migos brother Offset is here once again with another monstrous number entitled Red Room.
Offset is Quavo’s cousin and Quavo is uncle for Takeoff that’s how Migos come through.
Red Room by the Migos act Is the lead single from his soon to be released project which is scheduled for release on February 22nd.
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Red Room lyrics by Offset
Let the gang know Pistol ain’t ‘gon make it (He ain’t ‘gon make it)
Now my mind going brazy (Brazy)
Got me feeling like I was the cause
Of the hatred (I’m the cause of it)
Golden revolver with the laser (Boop)
They done killed my nigga start a war
Bring the nation (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
I got a boss situation (Boss)
Military basis when we travel ‘cross the nation (Military)
Double up the cup with maple (Woo)
Abomination on your paper I got acres
Black man when you walking and you labeled
Beat the odds they don’t wanna see you greater
Eat you alive like a lion or a ‘gator
Momma’s crying ’cause the police shot they babies
They crooked the motherland they done took it (Crooked)
They take us and lock us up and throw the buckle (Take us)
Started rapping then I shook it (Shook it)
I hate the fame everybody keep on looking (Fame)
We done sold out Brooklyn (Sold out)
Man I miss my Grandma cookin’ (Grandma)
Treat me like a don ’cause I’m gifted (Like a don)
I’m a run the money up gotta go and get it (Hey)
I’m a maniac go crazy for the cash (Hey, crazy)
Green Lamborghini, paper tags (Skrrt)
Ridin’ through the city, 30 mags (Brrt, bow)
Niggas snitchin’
They the police with no badge (Woo, woo, woo)
How I grew up, my momma was my dad (Momma, huh)
So when I blew up I put her in a pad (Mansion)
I like to throw up when I think about the crash (Ugh, ugh)
Not playin’, when I hit the tree I smell the gas (Hey, hey)
Lookin’ at the sky, think about my past (Sky)
When I used to kick a door
Shoot you for the cash (Boot, boot, boot)
Everybody hit the floor ‘fore you make me mad (Floor)
Devil had a nigga soul livin’ too fast
Prayin’ to the Lord, my soul to keep (Keep)
Controllin’ me (Me), take a hold of me (Hold)
Bitches ain’t shit, got exposed by heat (‘Sposed)
So naive, cold in the streets (Streets)
Cool