Redspades Lyrics – coldspades
Singer: coldspades
Title: Redspades
I got gucci on my waist, i got gucci on my head
Yeah they hate on me a lot i know that they all want me dead
I heard he wanna fight me cause i got his shawty in my bed
And i’m posted up in london smokin pack with icyred
Smokin pack wit coldspades
I got louis on my waist
Guided by the hooded mage
Prada’d down, im smokin sage
Yohji yamamoto pants is what I’m dressed in
Keep my circle small cos I ain’t wit tha textin
Down bad but I’m still fkn noticed
U can never be like me, I’m tha coldest
Go nd get ur bands up
Bloody when I ran up
Don’t fw a camera
Don’t fw ur manner
I got gucci on my waist, i got gucci on my head
Yeah they hate on me a lot i know that they all want me dead
I heard he wanna fight me cause i got his shawty in my bed
And i’m posted up in london smokin pack with icyred
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