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If you take a visit near any gas station near George Bush Intercontinental Airport, you’ll probably find Mike Red’s “Jammin Screw” sticker plastered on the wall. The Northside Houston rapper takes a bit of bass out of his voice and turns it into an scratchy singsong for “No Good”, a loosie that takes rides in a valley of stretched out synths and washed out drums. “Let me introduce you to this real player shit,” Red lays out in a rant during puffs of the blunt. “I’m out here spitting my real life on these beats.”