Red Eye
Bad b
Said she classy
Huh
She a freak
Wanna wife it
She stay icy
But you know that shit ain't cheap
Fuck niggas
Wish they had it
Every day of the week
Hypnotising with the waist
Now she twerking to the beat
Bad b
Said she classy
Huh
She a freak
Wanna wife it
She stay icy
But you know that shit ain't cheap
Fuck niggas
Wish they had it
Every day of the week
Hypnotising with the waist
Now she twerking to the beat
I told you before
I don't wanna fight tonight
I wanna get this draw
And move past what seems light
And it isn't by force
To drag on feelings
You know I hate that
Not appealing
All that shouting and screaming
But you all up in ya head
Ya eyes are getting red
Why would I cry over a man
Could smoke this cro instead
My friends are belling off the line
Remembering the time
We hit the east side of the city
For a likkle vibe
And now you're all up in ya head
Coz I left you on read
I cannot cry over a man
I'll bill a spliff instead
The girls are belling off the line
Remembering the time
We hit the west side of the city
For a likkle vibe
Inna one big room
Full of bad bitches
Body moving in slow moshe
I wasn't thinking bout you nigga
Inna one big room
Full of bad bitches
And my eyes were moving red
I wasn't thinking bout you nigga
Okay
Wait a minute
Hold up, why you tripping nigga
I'm a figure nigga
I make figures
My figure on trigger finger
Shooting all y'all down
Got my girls around
Cause we don't play that
Ooh
Imma need you to stop sweating me
Baby stop pressing me
Know you impressed wit me
On to the next and he
Wit all the savagery
Boy I'm a savage, please
Leave you depressed it's me
Baby stop sweating me
Geez
Can't get da cookie ain't no pretty please
Boy you a rookie, I ball like the league
I Block like Embiid
Retire, Jeff Teague
I wine to the beat
These niggas is weak
Ho baby don't speak
You not in my league
You be in the G's
And I'm a real G
I'm OD wit this
the juice and the squeeze
Please
And now I'm in my room
Room
Billin up a spliff and thinking
I wish you'd leave soon
Tension got me twisted
Red eyes on pree
Preeing you
Which one of us tripping
And I never play the victim
But it can't be me
So ima get high
Remember the times
Forget about you and
Bill some slow thai
So ima get high
Remember the times
Forget about you and
Bill some slow thai
Bad b
Said she classy
Huh
She a freak
Wanna wife it
She stay icy
But you know that shit ain't cheap
Fuck niggas
Wish they had it
Every day of the week
Hypnotising with the waist
Now she twerking to the beat
Said she classy
Huh
She a freak
Wanna wife it
She stay icy
But you know that shit ain't cheap
Fuck niggas
Wish they had it
Every day of the week
Hypnotising with the waist
Now she twerking to the beat
Bad b
Said she classy
Huh
She a freak
Wanna wife it
She stay icy
But you know that shit ain't cheap
Fuck niggas
Wish they had it
Every day of the week
Hypnotising with the waist
Now she twerking to the beat
I told you before
I don't wanna fight tonight
I wanna get this draw
And move past what seems light
And it isn't by force
To drag on feelings
You know I hate that
Not appealing
All that shouting and screaming
But you all up in ya head
Ya eyes are getting red
Why would I cry over a man
Could smoke this cro instead
My friends are belling off the line
Remembering the time
We hit the east side of the city
For a likkle vibe
And now you're all up in ya head
Coz I left you on read
I cannot cry over a man
I'll bill a spliff instead
The girls are belling off the line
Remembering the time
We hit the west side of the city
For a likkle vibe
Inna one big room
Full of bad bitches
Body moving in slow moshe
I wasn't thinking bout you nigga
Inna one big room
Full of bad bitches
And my eyes were moving red
I wasn't thinking bout you nigga
Okay
Wait a minute
Hold up, why you tripping nigga
I'm a figure nigga
I make figures
My figure on trigger finger
Shooting all y'all down
Got my girls around
Cause we don't play that
Ooh
Imma need you to stop sweating me
Baby stop pressing me
Know you impressed wit me
On to the next and he
Wit all the savagery
Boy I'm a savage, please
Leave you depressed it's me
Baby stop sweating me
Geez
Can't get da cookie ain't no pretty please
Boy you a rookie, I ball like the league
I Block like Embiid
Retire, Jeff Teague
I wine to the beat
These niggas is weak
Ho baby don't speak
You not in my league
You be in the G's
And I'm a real G
I'm OD wit this
the juice and the squeeze
Please
And now I'm in my room
Room
Billin up a spliff and thinking
I wish you'd leave soon
Tension got me twisted
Red eyes on pree
Preeing you
Which one of us tripping
And I never play the victim
But it can't be me
So ima get high
Remember the times
Forget about you and
Bill some slow thai
So ima get high
Remember the times
Forget about you and
Bill some slow thai
Bad b
Said she classy
Huh
She a freak
Wanna wife it
She stay icy
But you know that shit ain't cheap
Fuck niggas
Wish they had it
Every day of the week
Hypnotising with the waist
Now she twerking to the beat
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Writer(s): Temitayo Akisnaya-grant
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