Red Eye
Bet he gone find a way
Wake up and think drill
What's on his mind today
Ain't tryna be in no cell
Say he will meet em all in hell
I'm the most slept on in my city
Niggas get stepped on in my city
These niggas faker then the clothes
They wear I'ma tag peeper
Ima hit the hills to get my load
That's cause the bags cheaper
Betta not keep on poking at that boy
He hang with bad people
Betta not throw that flag
Neither give auntie a blast
She bout that cash she known to stab people
Might set up the bag keeper
Lesson 1-on-1
Wanna know how to get some get back
He itching for a lick
Send him on one where he won't get back
My all my bruddah make a oath
That we won't line each other
Same ones that's here let's make this clear
I plan on dying together
Yeah strait up riding forever
Recruit more soldiers higher the level
Gotta put that pride together
Be in my mind more than I be here
Miss my niggas really wish god
Have a day where we can see them
See I was taught to help
I go with my bruddah to his plug
Cause he can't talk forself
And ain try to back door at all
See that's y'all fucking problem
If you ain't praying on your bruddah falling
What the fuck you call it
Every nigga round me all in
And now we balling
In this together
Me and my brudrenn
Why they hating on me
Pass the ball one time
That's cool and that's fine
Yungeen just told me for the right price
They can get aired out
Teasing patrol two to three hoes
Stuffed in this red eye
They ain't stopped shit
You know what's really lit
I still be eating cold grits
My time invested heavily
Now we really like we fucked round hit a settlement
Private residence
Ain't no more wishing we can get there
Cause we get there in a second
Gotta plug that work for Delta
Give me non-stops all the time
I hit her line
She ask me where I'm goin
And I been on her mind
I'm doing fine need sky miles for my bros
Cause they gone end up flying
Ain't got no problems you know ima solve em
I get carried away
Don't try to test me
You get the message you can die today
Don't try to test me this shit get deadly
Two to three racks
Will get him stepped on like a peasant
Why they hating on me
Pass the ball one time
That's cool and that's fine
Yungeen just told me for the right price
They can get aired out
Teasing patrol two to three hoes
Stuffed in this red eye
Wake up and think drill
What's on his mind today
Ain't tryna be in no cell
Say he will meet em all in hell
I'm the most slept on in my city
Niggas get stepped on in my city
These niggas faker then the clothes
They wear I'ma tag peeper
Ima hit the hills to get my load
That's cause the bags cheaper
Betta not keep on poking at that boy
He hang with bad people
Betta not throw that flag
Neither give auntie a blast
She bout that cash she known to stab people
Might set up the bag keeper
Lesson 1-on-1
Wanna know how to get some get back
He itching for a lick
Send him on one where he won't get back
My all my bruddah make a oath
That we won't line each other
Same ones that's here let's make this clear
I plan on dying together
Yeah strait up riding forever
Recruit more soldiers higher the level
Gotta put that pride together
Be in my mind more than I be here
Miss my niggas really wish god
Have a day where we can see them
See I was taught to help
I go with my bruddah to his plug
Cause he can't talk forself
And ain try to back door at all
See that's y'all fucking problem
If you ain't praying on your bruddah falling
What the fuck you call it
Every nigga round me all in
And now we balling
In this together
Me and my brudrenn
Why they hating on me
Pass the ball one time
That's cool and that's fine
Yungeen just told me for the right price
They can get aired out
Teasing patrol two to three hoes
Stuffed in this red eye
They ain't stopped shit
You know what's really lit
I still be eating cold grits
My time invested heavily
Now we really like we fucked round hit a settlement
Private residence
Ain't no more wishing we can get there
Cause we get there in a second
Gotta plug that work for Delta
Give me non-stops all the time
I hit her line
She ask me where I'm goin
And I been on her mind
I'm doing fine need sky miles for my bros
Cause they gone end up flying
Ain't got no problems you know ima solve em
I get carried away
Don't try to test me
You get the message you can die today
Don't try to test me this shit get deadly
Two to three racks
Will get him stepped on like a peasant
Why they hating on me
Pass the ball one time
That's cool and that's fine
Yungeen just told me for the right price
They can get aired out
Teasing patrol two to three hoes
Stuffed in this red eye
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Writer(s): Demetrius Robbins
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