Red Rag Season

Red rag season its time to go
You know we pull up
And I make it blow
Put a mf in a row

I know a lot motherfuckers
Are hating my flow
I got rhymes and
I put to the side

Got these bitches calling my phone
Got these hoes knocking on my door
They all want the fendi, dior
Gucci designer clothes

Got the homies selling dough
They be pulling truh the door
I've been doing it by my own
By my own

Put it back
Break your back
Make you go on top
You like it when I get numbed

I pushed up against the bed
When you leave Your friends
Cuz you wanna fuck with the cholo
From next door

Yolo, Fuck it right
Do it right
I take my time
Put it back
I break your back
Make you go on top



Credits
Writer(s): Billy Gonzalez
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