Midwxst – Redacted ​Lyrics

Midwxst – Redacted ​Lyrics

Redacted ​Lyrics by Midwxst

On “Redacted”, which serves as the fifth track on midwxst’s fourth studio album, BACK IN ACTION 3.0, wxst talks about his usual topics on upbeat tracks; gang violence, smoking weed, girls, and riches. wxst shows confidence and bravery by flexing how he multitasks and still makes everything he does top-notch, and how he shows up in popular rap songs and magazines.

“Redacted” marks the third official collaboration between hyperpop artist midwxst and rage producer maajins, followed by Never Fold and Geekin.
Although, this is the second track maajins single-handedly produced for midwxst.

[Intro]
(Yeah, what the fuck goin’ on, maajins?)

[Verse 1]
I can’t get distracted
My shooter name redacted
She not bad, that bitch a catfish
Smokin’ gas a habit
See somethin’ I like and then I grab it
Bitch, you know I’m comin’ crazy on this shit, I’m wreakin’ havoc
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I’ve been out my mind, geeked out of my body, I can’t feel
Got a problem? Then come and let me, know we keep that steel
I don’t sip no drank, but my brothers cracked them like a seal
Niggas catchin’ egos when they ass ain’t even signed no deals
I’ve been out my mind, geeked out of my body, I can’t feel
Got a problem? Then come and let me, know we keep that steel
I don’t sip no drank, but my brothers cracked them like a seal
Niggas catchin’ egos when they ass ain’t even signed no deals

[Verse 2]
I mean what I say, my bros totin’ choppas and them Ks
We gon’ let it spray if you say that shit up to my face
You gon’ die today if you even try to get in my way
I just mind my own, you can’t do this shit like me, my way
Got some cutters that’s on payroll
Worried ’bout that bankroll
They do what I say so
Hit him with them tracers
Ballin’ like a Pacer
Speedin’ like a racer
Shocked him like a taser
See my name in FADER

[Bridge]
I’m too rich to worry ’bout that broke shit
All my brothers walk with me, you know we stickin’ close, bitch
And I don’t fuck with triflin’ hoes ’cause they just do the most, bitch
Put ’em in my pack and we gon’ smoke ’em, we gon’ ghost shit
Know we been on go, go, go
I stay steady crackin’ codes, codes, codes
On tour, I hit the road-oad-oad
I don’t wanna want that ho, ho, ho

[Chorus]
I’ve been out my mind, geeked out of my body, I can’t feel
Got a problem? Then come and let me, know we keep that steel
I don’t sip no drank, but my brothers cracked them like a seal
Niggas catchin’ egos when they ass ain’t even signed no deals