Red Roses (4B Remix)

She gon' fuck me like a porn star, a rock star
Trying to skirt off in that fast car, like Nascar
Girl, you know I got a cold heart
If I would give it to you, would you tear that shit apart?

Red roses on my grave, bury me with art
And with some Backwoods and a lighter just so I could spark
Midnight rider, never put the car in park
I'm shining bright bitch like a light 'cause I came from the dark

Red roses on my grave, bury me with art
Red roses on my grave, bury me with art
Red roses on my grave, bury me with art
Red roses on my grave, bury me with art

Red roses on my
Red roses on my

I'ma go show you the wave, just give me some space
Why you all up in my face like you need a taste
Got designer on my waist, shooters keep the K
I tell them boys to play it safe, don't lay in your grave

I ain't never taking time off, I'm steady grinding
I'm never lying, was never crying
Take flight I'm flying, no, you can't see me
Say you need me but you deceive me

And I got all the drugs in the world that you need
We get high to pass time, but bitch I ain't no fiend
I got money on my mind, I be stacking my green
Shawty said she like my style, I be dripping with ease

Please don't send me naked pictures, I don't like to be teased
Say she got that super soaker, well girl, just let me see
I ain't worried 'bout shit, these niggas ain't scaring me
I was destined for this life, this is my destiny

Red roses on my grave, bury me with art
Red roses on my grave, bury me with art
Red roses on my grave, bury me with art
Red roses on my grave, bury me with art

Red roses on my
Red roses on my

Red roses on my