Red Eye
Bitch I'm on a red eye
Late night early morning I could take flight
Touch down handle business back the same night
You gone left bitch if you don't get right
Wake up in the morning burn another bowl
Cookies in the papers got another rolled
We be getting high no matter where we go
Balling like we running at the Super Bowl
Look
Peter Piper pick a pepper
You stay on the sideline hating bout whatever
Praying that I fall
Money stashed inside the wall for a rainy day
Get ya umbrellas ay come on let's precipitate
Started with a drip drip now it's flooded in that rollie face
Bitch I'm fly holy moly this amazing grace
Headed to the top like Amazing Race
I done killed so many tracks got damn how that nigga beat the case
I'm a keep doing what I'm doing cuz you know I do what I do when I do it
Bitch I'm Vic Damone junior
Money talks and I'm very fluent
Franklin Hatchet told em catch me in the cut dumping rillo guts
I be rolling up I might catch a red eye
John Marston with the scope caught him with the dead eye
Slater Gang got game bitch yeah I'm that fly
I can't save you ain't no cape know I'm that bad guy
Bitch I'm on a red eye
Late night early morning I could take flight
Touch down handle business back the same night
You gone left bitch if you don't get right
Wake up in the morning burn another bowl
Cookies in the papers got another rolled
We be getting high no matter where we go
Balling like we running at the Super Bowl
Getting higher than a muhfuckin Josh Gordon
Overseas weed got me passporting
Racing to the bag like a Jeff Gordon
Red eye bitch it ain't no early morning
I was smoking Pink Runtz, Gary Payton, cookie trees
Bubba Fett, Purple Punch, mixing with Sour Dees
Blue Dream got me moonwalking like a Billie Jean
Stuffing Raw cones till they tighter than a trampoline
I was on some bounce back with the money get it
All that shit you say you doing bitch I been did it
That even yo style bitch it's just rented
They say I got glow Sho'nuff just watch me kick it
Yeah I be the master don't make me ask you twice
That's like playing with ya life
Have ya scared shaking like a pair of dice
We ain't playing fair and we ain't playing nice
You gone get wrong get left if you don't get right
Bitch I'm on a red eye
Late night early morning I could take flight
Touch down handle business back the same night
You gone left bitch if you don't get right
Wake up in the morning burn another bowl
Cookies in the papers got another rolled
We be getting high no matter where we go
Balling like we running at the Super Bowl
Late night early morning I could take flight
Touch down handle business back the same night
You gone left bitch if you don't get right
Wake up in the morning burn another bowl
Cookies in the papers got another rolled
We be getting high no matter where we go
Balling like we running at the Super Bowl
Look
Peter Piper pick a pepper
You stay on the sideline hating bout whatever
Praying that I fall
Money stashed inside the wall for a rainy day
Get ya umbrellas ay come on let's precipitate
Started with a drip drip now it's flooded in that rollie face
Bitch I'm fly holy moly this amazing grace
Headed to the top like Amazing Race
I done killed so many tracks got damn how that nigga beat the case
I'm a keep doing what I'm doing cuz you know I do what I do when I do it
Bitch I'm Vic Damone junior
Money talks and I'm very fluent
Franklin Hatchet told em catch me in the cut dumping rillo guts
I be rolling up I might catch a red eye
John Marston with the scope caught him with the dead eye
Slater Gang got game bitch yeah I'm that fly
I can't save you ain't no cape know I'm that bad guy
Bitch I'm on a red eye
Late night early morning I could take flight
Touch down handle business back the same night
You gone left bitch if you don't get right
Wake up in the morning burn another bowl
Cookies in the papers got another rolled
We be getting high no matter where we go
Balling like we running at the Super Bowl
Getting higher than a muhfuckin Josh Gordon
Overseas weed got me passporting
Racing to the bag like a Jeff Gordon
Red eye bitch it ain't no early morning
I was smoking Pink Runtz, Gary Payton, cookie trees
Bubba Fett, Purple Punch, mixing with Sour Dees
Blue Dream got me moonwalking like a Billie Jean
Stuffing Raw cones till they tighter than a trampoline
I was on some bounce back with the money get it
All that shit you say you doing bitch I been did it
That even yo style bitch it's just rented
They say I got glow Sho'nuff just watch me kick it
Yeah I be the master don't make me ask you twice
That's like playing with ya life
Have ya scared shaking like a pair of dice
We ain't playing fair and we ain't playing nice
You gone get wrong get left if you don't get right
Bitch I'm on a red eye
Late night early morning I could take flight
Touch down handle business back the same night
You gone left bitch if you don't get right
Wake up in the morning burn another bowl
Cookies in the papers got another rolled
We be getting high no matter where we go
Balling like we running at the Super Bowl
Credits
Writer(s): Samtavius Lane
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