Ran Outta Red

Fuck, fuck

I ran out of red, fuck, fuck
Off the X, can't feel my head, fuck, fuck
Why this ho tryn' give me head for, fuck
This ho said i'm sick, I know i'm fucked up
Ho I ain't tryna talk, I'm tryna fuck you
Two times two up in my cup, I pour it
If I ain't with her i'm cheating, and she know it
If she on her knees then I know she gon' blow it
Yeah, that ho she love me, she don't say it, but she show it
I put jolly ranchers in my shit, i'm in slow motion
I keep calling that ho 'cause her shit wet like the ocean
I done called that ho, I said lil' ho, like, just come over here
I'm king of the hill, you come over here, you get kicked off the hill

I'm on cowboy shit, lil 'nigga, see me firing from the hip
I just busted in her mouth and you just kissed her on the lip
See, see
That's my type of shit, yeah
Bad latina ho, yeah, that's my type of bitch, yeah
Yeah I see that ho she know that she could get the dick, yeah
I don't give no fuck lil' ho you get kicked out the crib, huh
I don't give no fuck lil' nigga, you should give up
Shit been bad my nigga, so many times I almost gave up
Im gon' call my asian ho, you know that she my favorite
You know I miss you
And that ho she on her ex so I can't fuck with her
I don't like that nigga, ho, I let my mans get him
I got rich off doing fraud, I got more bands than him
Hit the curb, huh, I'm tryn' kill him
This bitch said, huh, i'm her favorite
And this white ho, she gon' suck it cause i'm paid, bitch
Got this asian bitch, this ho don't speak my language
I can't change for nothing, ho, I need more change, bitch



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Writer(s): Marcellus R
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