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Red Lights

3:06Album MARCO PLUS vs. tha Underworld: Survivor’s Cut 2025-12-18

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MARCO PLUS vs. tha Underworld: Survivor’s Cut

Producer: IK-EY

Recording Engineer: Astro Studios

Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer: Ernest "Ness" Butler

Composer, Lyricist: Demarcus Pollard

Composer: Chris Patrick

Lyricist: Andre Jones

Lyrics and translation

Original

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 reek, catch a homi, duck the police, keep it silent. Shut it, capiche? Sure is violent. Fuck nigga sleep with the fishes.
Shit like a rabid dog, it keep gettin' vicious.
Nobody ever wanna shoot the fade '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 'til them boys in blue pull up in them white vans. The block is hot as hell, the
Glock'll leave you with a nice tan.
This shit the realest gamble, you never know where the dice land. Brand new Air Forces covered in blood, runnin' in mud.
How the hell you even get your fuckin' gun in the club?
The lights is off so ain't nobody see your face, but it's potna's know now they outside your mama house squeezin'
Dracs. Aw, man. Red lights, I'ma run 'em every time.
Pussy nigga tryna take what's mine. Keep it cool, don't want your mama and them cryin'.
I just wanna make it inside, make it inside. Red lights, I'ma run it every time.
Pussy nigga tryna take what's mine. Keep it cool, don't want your mama and them cryin'.
I just wanna make it inside, make it inside. I gotta pray these demons don't find me.
I keep a pole fast and 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 pole fast and on my side. Just got the news they found a new body.
I'm probably best just stayin' inside.
Your family assume the worst when they view the news, niggas dropped me. Goosebumps up they neck, they all knew you flew to the lobby. But
Heaven's all-inclusive, where everything is paid for on a never-ending stay and communication is choppy.
Your little sister asked, "When you comin' back from vacation? " Your shorty fought back tears but she answered that she don't know.
The worst part 'bout that moment not even the fact she lied, it's the fact that your little sister keep textin' shit to your phone. This shit get wicked, dog.
Life is on who get the draw.
Fastest brush, Da Vinci level artwork 'cause that seven-six-two packed 'em up.
Suburban boy, but Lord, as I grow older, think 'bout strappin' up. Imagine Benz was tasked to tell Mrs. Patrick they bagged me up. Boy,
God forbid. Conscience on a swivel, palm rest on the trig.
Mark her damn near blood, make sure my niece gon' see her papa live and prosper big.
Sacrifice it all to see my partners' kids for birthdays on the yearly.
Red light runner when they near me, fuck we stoppin' for? Red lights, I'ma run 'em every time.
Pussy nigga tryna take what's mine.
Keep it cool, don't want your mama and them cryin'. I just wanna make it inside, make it inside.
Red lights, I'ma run it every time. Pussy nigga tryna take what's mine.
Keep it cool, don't want your mama and them cryin'.
I just wanna make it inside, make it inside.

English translation

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 reek, catch a homi, duck the police, keep it silent. Shut it, capiche? Sure is violent. Fuck nigga sleep with the fishes.
Shit like a rabid dog, it keep gettin' vicious.
Nobody ever wanna shoot the fade '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 'til them boys in blue pull up in them white vans. The block is hot as hell, the
Glock'll leave you with a nice tan.
This shit the realest gamble, you never know where the dice land. Brand new Air Forces covered in blood, runnin' in mud.
How the hell you even get your fuckin' gun in the club?
The lights is off so ain't nobody see your face, but it's potna's know now they outside your mama house squeezin'
Dracs. Aw, man. Red lights, I'ma run 'em every time.
Pussy nigga tryna take what's mine. Keep it cool, don't want your mama and them cryin'.
I just wanna make it inside, make it inside. Red lights, I'ma run it every time.
Pussy nigga tryna take what's mine. Keep it cool, don't want your mama and them cryin'.
I just wanna make it inside, make it inside. I gotta pray these demons don't find me.
I keep a pole fast and 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 pole fast and on my side. Just got the news they found a new body.
I'm probably best just stayin' inside.
Your family assume the worst when they view the news, niggas dropped me. Goosebumps up they neck, they all knew you flew to the lobby. But
Heaven's all-inclusive, where everything is paid for on a never-ending stay and communication is choppy.
Your little sister asked, "When you comin' back from vacation? " Your shorty fought back tears but she answered that she don't know.
The worst part 'bout that moment not even the fact she lied, it's the fact that your little sister keep textin' shit to your phone. This shit get wicked, dog.
Life is on who get the draw.
Fastest brush, Da Vinci level artwork 'cause that seven-six-two packed 'em up.
Suburban boy, but Lord, as I grow older, think 'bout strappin' up. Imagine Benz was tasked to tell Mrs. Patrick they bagged me up. Boy,
God forbid. Conscience on a swivel, palm rest on the trig.
Mark her damn near blood, make sure my niece gon' see her papa live and prosper big.
Sacrifice it all to see my partners' kids for birthdays on the yearly.
Red light runner when they near me, fuck we stoppin' for? Red lights, I'ma run 'em every time.
Pussy nigga tryna take what's mine.
Keep it cool, don't want your mama and them cryin'. I just wanna make it inside, make it inside.
Red lights, I'ma run it every time. Pussy nigga tryna take what's mine.
Keep it cool, don't want your mama and them cryin'.
I just wanna make it inside, make it inside.

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