Reds and Blues

Some rapping nigga at heart you feel me
At the end of the day, we hanging in there
Yeah, fuck the reds and blues
Uh, Listen, Uh, Yeah, Listen
We all just chillin' at the party kickin' Yeah
We all just chillin' at the party kickin'(Kickin!)
Dancing vibin' drunk as fuck
Everybody got a cup and ain't nobody trippin' (Trippin!)
You already know it's up cause everybody sippin' (Sippin)
Bout to take another shot I feel like Scottie Pippen (Blaow!)
Jack Daniel's got me feeling like I'm six ten
Not picking her phone? I might be chillin wit yo bitch then
Say leave her alone you prolly feeling like a six man
These hoes will sometimes leave you disappointed like a Knicks fan
It's okay no shame in focus on yourself king
That's why you at this party gotta focus on ya health king
Take a hit up on this five star flower, that shit is purple, my shit called sour
Crazy part is we ain't even get to spark yet
the music getting hype yessir the movie bout to start then
I just got a call up from my homie at the front G
He said he know it's jumping ain't even wanna bug me but the blues coming, Yeah

Uh, Okay
Yeah-Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
The reds and blues coming, Okay, Yeah, Uh
Pack it up, Pack it up, Okay
The reds and blues coming, Yeah, Uh, Yeah
Pack it Up, Pack it up, Yeah
The reds and blues coming
Shut it, Shut it down, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

We done pulled up to the kickback
Marijuana in a baggie like a gift wrap
Couple shawties staring at the herb they tryna hit that
If you wanna fuck then what's the word just lemme hit that
She gon' let me get that
Doing what I go to do
Tryna be a rapper, I don't think that shit impossible
If you lack a weapon better watch who you be talking to
B gon' let it pop at you
D gon' let it pop at you
Surgical precision cutting through you like a obstacle
Getting low and dodgin' in a Subie
The way we livin' life feel like we sitting in a movie
Its da one-nine
I don't like repeating imma only tell you one time
Diamonds shining bright the stones be looking like the sunshine
Walking round with scissors cutting bitches like the lunch line
Don't ask me if I want mine
You know imma take it
I was born a real one
I could never fake it but we might have to shake shit cause

I see the blues coming, Yeah (Word, Yeah)
Okay, Okay, Okay, Yeah-Yeah
The Reds and Blues coming
Aight, Aight, Word
Shut it down, Shut it down yeah, I see the blues coming
Yeah, Yeah, Oka-a-a-a-ay, Alright
Reds and blues coming

Yeah, Shut it down, shut it down
Get right, Yeah, Shut it down
Shut it down, shut it down
Oka-a-ay, The red and blues coming, Yeah
Shut it down, shut it down, Yeah
Get out, I see the blues coming
Okay, Yeah-Yeah, I shut it down, I shut it down, Yeah
I see the blues coming
Yeah, Yeah
I shut it down
Aight, yo



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Writer(s): Chancellor Asamoah
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