Red Flags (feat. Wavy Regg)
Ratchet Rome
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Mmm Mmm Aye Yeah Mmm Aye He was posted with that 44 On the corner just like Marlon Humphrey Ain't no conversations taking place If it ain't bought da money Told her i don't want relations She still say she love me Why you do that? What do you see in that nigga Her friends be askinnn No I don't play no tennis Im bringing racks in I done got in my duffle They I'm Packin I'm taxin The price done went up I don't care who's askin She calling me a red flag Why you being weird to me You ain't got no boyfriend if that nigga scared of me We ain't sharing AirPods If i want you here wit me And The only thing ask you keep it real wit me I'm literally The only nigga doin this And if it ain't about a bag I ain't pursuin it I be Doin shows up on the road I can get used to this But i ain't new to this She know I'm true to this That's why she blow me like a hookah stick Money money money That's what a nigga will snake your for Counting all this money I be thinking how to make some more Yeah What You need baby ...My time expensive I got million dollar dreams baby My love language hustlin... I love hustlin wit all my kin I ain't got no friends Bitch it's family it's to the end Carrier my lense Left her in the past She was tense But if i hit that phone She going lemme smash it again What do you see in that nigga Her friends be askinnn No I don't play no tennis Im bringing racks in I done got in my duffle They I'm Packin I'm taxin The price done went up I don't care who's askin She calling me a red flag Why you being weird to me You ain't got no boyfriend if that nigga scared of me We ain't sharing AirPods If i want you hear wit me And The only thing ask you keep it real wit me She said she want more Trips to the store Chanel & Dior She hate being bored Ay shorty, next time can you warn me That you gon have me loving you like a blunt in the morning All she gotta do is look at me and I get horny But to keep it real I don't really know if you for me Let me know if i'm trippin swear i'll chill out You better not pull out ya card when they pull that bill out Was out with shawty all day and we still out Red flag you got that shit that a nigga kill bout Ya love contagious I don't wanna get too close to you Ima make it With or without you I know you crazy but i'm crazy about you Baby got me pressed to be around you Them red flags can turn green bae I don't doubt you My dog ass miss ya scent now ima hound you I hope that you understand and I hope you down to You don't need another man baby i'll surround you You a raw ass bitch hear what I tell you If ya cash app not working bae ima zelle you Miss ya fragrance got damn can't wait to smell you You better be a good student for I expel you This lemon cherry lato reeking thru the smell proof Hell you think you a demon I been to hell to Pussy so damn good Get up this damn wood I buss her down and eat her just like some canned goods
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Written by: Jerome Sheldon, Reginald Mcneil
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