Red Rooms (So Faded)

Yeah yeah
I'm a straight shooter I don't need no foreplay
One false move then she hit the walk way
Bring it out you cause I'm someone to outdo
I get down too
I just fucked around and put a dent up in my miles too
My shit like a how too
Them boys wanna front on me it's funny I just lapped you
I'm about my cash too
Got no time to chat you
Uncle known to wack fools that could be ya last move

Workin on my bank I ain't gotta take yours
Got my own style I ain't gotta take yours
Got my own bitch I ain't gotta take yours
Ain't gotta take yours
Ain't gotta take yours

Red rooms I'm seeing so faded
Red rooms I'm seeing so faded
Red rooms I'm seeing so faded
Red rooms I'm seeing
Red rooms I'm seeing
(So faded)
Red rooms I'm seeing
Red rooms I'm seeing
(So faded)
Red rooms I'm seeing
Red rooms I'm seeing

New bitch same story
And on god she fuck with me Because she love the aura
Back back then they didn't get to know us
Now they bitches wanna share me like a coca-cola
Name buzzin like a trap phone
Tell me where you at tho
Platform getting buzz just like a motorola
Clean money conossuire
But i ditched the fucking morals
I'm gettin to the mula mama it ain't nuthin to ya
Tell me where you at tho
We could make a track tho
Let you ride the verse and imma get the chorus
Temporary stay shawty living like a tourist and it all started when I told her imma Taurus

Red rooms
Red rooms
Red rooms

Red rooms I'm seeing so faded
Red rooms I'm seeing so faded
Red rooms I'm seeing so faded
Red rooms I'm seeing
Red rooms I'm seeing
(So faded)
Red rooms I'm seeing
Red rooms I'm seeing
(So faded)
Red rooms I'm seeing
Red rooms I'm seeing



Credits
Writer(s): Jay Salvatierra
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