Red Roses

Red roses on the table cloth
She can't handle it enough
People just tellin her to stop
Fuck on that bitch and she ain't tellin me to stop

You got fling that cash you can't see it

Pass it hop in take a ride in my whip (Ay ya)
Make me you can't make me wanna see it break me
Tired of seein these fake niggas around latley
Bought my momma a brand new lambo
Iced up hop in come in baby you can bring your bestie
Bougee red bottoms we flexin poppin hoe
All these bitches all up in my mansion at the Hampton
We can bring five more
In the hills drink the liquor I'm bringin the juice
I got two iPhones one needa charge one for you
Bad broad slidin wit me in the coupe



Credits
Writer(s): Arman Mossayebi
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