Red

Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Aye, aye, Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh

I wanna run up some knots
She wanna fuck she cannot
Take my niggas to the top
Take my niggas to the top
If you with the opps you a opp
I was told never talk to the cops
Come through the door better knock
If you come through the door better knock
I don't play if I play I get popped
You could say what you want I cannot
Rather stay shut and then plot
Rather stay shut and then plot
I got my momma she waiting on me
I know some niggas they hating on me
I got some niggas debating on me
I got some niggas they waiting on me
Fuck
Damn, damn
Fuck, fuck, I just knocked over my cup
Tell that bitch get off my nuts
Baby I'm happily cuffed
Run up if you think you tough
Put him to sleep like a blunt
Matter fact they gon' turn him to shit
Told my mom I was born with a gift
Didn't know it'll get deeper than this
I was born just to get niggas pissed
I get the cheese swiss
Shorty in love with scripts
Didn't know it'll get deeper than this
I was born just to get niggas pissed
I get to the cheese swiss
Shorty in love
Fuck that
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck, aye
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Ulloa
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