Lyrics:
got a sting that'll last all night
The girl is hot don't you make no mistake
There ain't know time left for a second take
She moves around she's known
Someone's taking over
And it look like they're aiming
Right at you
Someone said we'll be dead by morning
Someone cries leaving
Red eyes at night (red
got you by my side with the cherry red kiss
Hit me off make it soft hold me tight throughout the night
You know I'm gonna fight cos the thing we had
nine on jam
I'm a rider you can't take it out of me man
I be wilding, you can wait by my house for me fam
I will fire and drop a hater rite where he
And be protected by No Limit tanks, soldiers with K's and hand grenades
Could you recall a soulja that used to be crawlin'
Now I'm ballin', don't plan
88 Seconds
Is all it takes
88 Seconds
Don't make mistakes
We've seen you
We can see you
In red and blue
In black and white
Under crystal
this young Vic Tanny bitch
Who wish to be queen for a day?
Who would sacrifice the great grandsons and daughters of her jealous mother
By sucking
As I was drivin' home along the boulevard late one night
I saw a guy in the corner, bummin' all alone
As I passed him by, I heard him holler out,
As I was drivin' home along the boulevard late one night
I saw a guy in the corner, bummin' all alone
As I passed him by, I heard him holler out,
Go ahead
Throw your rocks at me
From your little glass house
And then take off running
You're no better than me
We've both made mistakes
to the warning
Red Flag Red Flag
Don't let him in your story
Red Flag Red Flag
He'll be gone by morning
Red Flag Red Flag
Don't catch those feelings, cause he'll
and she lookin' like your twin sister
She grabbed her friend by the ass, Like, Goddamn, would you take a look at that
They takin' shots back to back
punk, slack up.
Watch your weak posse before they get smacked up.
One by one, two by two, three by, Yo P
[Parrish]
What's Up E.D.?
Pass
But i'm not feeling your mix tape brother
I think you made a big mistake brother
You're not hip-hop that's a piss take brother
Yeah, I like your mix
the beat, baby came to get with it
I'm in cherry red Chucks, Anaheim fitted
Brim low, drive by, tell 'em Anaheim did it
Game the banger, part time
the lights
And then murder whatever moves in the dark, nigga
Blood red
Blood red
If they don't know by now, they about to find out
Blood red
Blood
what's my colour i say girl ill colour you red
And i got my team in Trinidad liming by dev he's the king of this jouvert but I'm king of This rap game
If
disregard my health
By best interests are high on the shelf
Life is unfair
But some have it worse
And some dive head first into a hearse
One day I'm gonna say
I just hopped out a coupe, then I hopped in my bag
And my bitch, she so cool, she be stealin' the swag
Red beam on her boy, we chasin' him down, he
My flow disgusting, Red rag on my mic stand
On stage by myself no hype man
Red lace match my red belt
Red cherry on my joint pass it to my self
Red
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
cause a headache
If you got it, then you got it
Gotta stop blaming somebody
You make a mistake you should own it
Hmmm hmm
They think they could break us
I
Roll that shit
Light that shit
Then pass that shit
TrapNerds bitch
I just wanna get high
Smoke weed with my niggas
As the days go by
My bank account
the pain with more mistakes
Yeah, that's a black hole
You'll be hangin by a rope and you can't let go
By yo neck
By yo throat
No I don't
No I won't
Can
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