Lyrics:
, red, red
Don't you hear what I said?
They're pulling on my strings
Baby, shaking up the bed
Creeps in the attic, putting salt on our tails
Big bucks
Black man got a red heart
White man got a red heart
Black man got a red heart
White man got a red heart
Black man got a red heart
White man got a red
Black man got a red heart
White man got a red heart
Black man got a red heart
White man got a red heart
Black man got a red heart
White man got a red
the beds of lawful couples
Wound in sheets
And daughters smug with semen
Eyes in their nipples
Wait
There's been a slaughter here
Don't stop
the win, I'm diligent in tryna kill the sin, wheel it in
Made my bed this morning, I'm good
Made my bed this morning, I'm good
Made my bed this morning, I'm
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
I can't get up out of bed
to touch your smile
Ice droppin', red bottom sky
Intrigued by the moment, look like she know why
Ice droppin', red bottom sky
Ice on my feet, I keep
still cherry red
All these things I've seen
Watched myself from a dream
Lying in bones and dust
Consumed by my lust
What you gonna do when I come for
You could trust who you want in this life
I aint tryna say don’t trust nobody, don’t trust niggas, don’t trust bitches
It’s whatever, you feel me
don't know what you are
But I wear the scars
Like medals
Red on red
Red on red
By no means
No fucking bullshit dreams
I know why I'm here
It's ringing in
visualizing this invisible clone
It's my own and it's own
Rest assured it's my dome
Maybe I need to go to bed
Could have sworn I just heard that voice up in my
Is there a monster waiting for me
Under the bed, Under the bed
Is there a nightmare in every dream
Under the bed, under the bed
Is there a monster
your robes of red
I'll come tomorrow at this same time
And have you in me bed
Crying . . .
Away away you coal black smith
Would you do me this wrong
For
chest?
Who let the devil in to my flesh?
Who let the devil in?
I've got the night sweats
And the big red button by the headrest
And a fist full of Ativan
them mall splurging is romantic
Ten thousand flat, made it in a dice game
Pulling baby hair, call you by your nickname
Text da pilot, load up
can't cope I'm seeing red
Sipping cheap bottles of wine
My entire mind hanging on by a twine
I guess that its gotta rain before it shines
I guess I'm in
lie in it
Sleep tight, yeah, you made your bed
So lie in it
Blood red, yeah, baby you're dead to me
Blood red, yeah, baby you're dead to me
Blood red
balling
Fuck your bitch, then I have her calling
Bust him up, have his people talking
Leave a hole in his head like a dolphin
Nigga, fuck that bar
I want
red
And who knows what will happen if I ever release it
I know it’s not my business as to
Who’s in your bed
But I see this game you’re playing
don’t
the guys)
Try to step, leave yo' ass in the sky
(In the sky)
I like to flex when I'm fried (I'm fried)
Try to flex and your ass gon' get robbed
(Get robbed)
need my money or i blow it all up
cnd i take everybody with me.
If you give me my money, nobody gets hurt.
Going going real fast in your red car
In your
the ice on my neck
They wanna throw a bag on a
Price on my head, got a price on my head
Night when I rest, with a knife by my bed
I'm so paranoid,
I want skin for my bed, spread
I swear the sky just bled, red
I buy, twitch my neck, bread
I'll take them to my bed, dead
I might've lost my
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