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Red i (feat. Staxx)
by MHK ad
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Bitch in high as fuck 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
Bitch in high as fuck 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
