Red i (feat. Staxx)
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Bitch in high as f*ck cause i been smoking on that penjamin I just wanna count the money up, I want them Benjamins Been known in the man, I ain't talkin' bout no gingerbread I just smoke the gas and I get high just like a ceiling fan Shoutout to my momma, know I love you, you my biggest fan Something just like 50, know I'm slidin', I'm with many men They know I'ma smoke the gas, smoke the gas All that bullshit in the past, it's in the past I can make these fuckboys mad, they comin' last You won't find no tire tracks with it, we slide at nighttime And you know it's my time, talkin' bout that right time Im gon' slide for my slime, lil bitch I want that red eye Red eye, red eye, red eye, yeah, yeah Red eye, red eye, red eye, yeah, yeah Red dot, red dot, he dead, yeah, yeah You don't stand a chance, you better stay back, I'm gon' take off All these hoes, they play for rings, some like the play offs Me and that lil' bitch go like, six round , just like to play off I hit that lil' bit from the back so hard, I pull her lace off I gon' slide for my slimes, but your niggas gon' stay soft That lil' boy keep talkin' on the net, I swear I'll knock his face off And right now is the right time, talkin' bout that nighttime He said I'm weird for slidin' bout my bitch, but boy, I'm bout mine Goin' through some hard time, can't stop till I got red eye So I'ma keep my head high, steady grind, and I'ma shine Lil' boy, get that hate up out your voice, ain't got no time for cryin I know I'ma make it to the top, so I done stopped tryin Tryin' to get that S.R.T. and listen to the engine whine I want that red eye, red eye, red eye, yeah, yeah He's shot, boom, bow, pussy, bitch, dead Seen that staxx had send me a lil' song and I know he wasn't playin That lil' groovy beat, I make sure I got on this bitch, it's slayed it. Runnin' money up and I won't stop until I'm brain dead I just wanna count the money up, I want them Benjamins Bitch, know I'm the man, I ain't talkin' bout no gingerbread I just smoke the gas and I get high just like a ceiling fan Shoutout to my momma, know I love you, you my biggest fan Something just like 50, know I'm slidin', I'm with many men Bitch, know I'ma smoke the gas, smoke the gas All that bullshit in the past, it's in the past I could make these four boys mad, they comin' last You won't find no tire tracks, but bitch, we slide the nighttime And you know it's my time, talkin' bout that right time I go slide for my slime, lil' bitch, I want that red eye Red eye, red eye, red eye, yeah, yeah Red eye, red eye, red eye, yeah, yeah Red dot, red dot, he dead, yeah, yeah You don't stand a chance, you better stay back, I'm gon' take off All these hoes, they play for rings, something like the play offs
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Written by: Adorian Sammons, allen curtis
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