Red Eye

Lyrics
[Intro] (Primo, turn this shit up) (Primo Beats on the track) [Verse] I might pull up in a Demon with a red eye I need a new rental, I think it's time to hit Enterprise I'm ridin' with two straps, on probation I jeopardize You got 2K in a zip and you satisfied I make that shit in my sleep And I just popped a Percocet, I'm finna tweak And I'm finna creep with your ho, we finna sneak You can call that a sneaky link I could've fucked her in middle school, she been a freak I'm online doin' PUA, apply for benefits Don't bring my name in that, I don't be in the mix And I'm in this bitch high as hell smokin' peanut butter mix Brand new SRT with the peanut butter seats And that bitch push to start, it ain't got kеys I heard you fucked up in the crib, you ain't got cheesе One thing that I'll never do is cop pleas You at the gas station beggin' niggas to cop trees (Like, damn, that's a petty-ass hustle) I told the lil' bitch I wanna fuck, I ain't tryna cuddle My mama said I wouldn't make it, I bust her bubble You wasn't comin' around when I was on my knuckles Shot him five times, now that nigga doin' the cupid shuffle Bitch, you cuffed up ugly, I wouldn't touch her My cousin tried to set me up, I don't trust her (Fuck her) It be your own family I think my phone tapped, I don't know if the feds after me Scammed an old nigga online, his name Master P Gave her a thousand to fuck, she like, "You kinda sweet" Told her I need my money back, that shit was kinda weak Another bitch just called me and said she tryna link I ain't that crispy right now, I'm kinda neat Amiri jeans can hold 20K, they kinda deep My brother want a handout, that shit kind of steep But I can put you in position to make your own cheese My peoples always want money, that's why they call me I'm in this bitch crispy off Palm Angel joggy I told a nigga leap if you feelin' froggy I'm finna pull up in a 2021 Audi Upped a hundred K on my haters, they was [?] And I gotta do a show comin' up in August I'm tryna be up 600K by August I asked that bitch, "You got Corona? Why you keep coughin'?" If you can't show me 5K, why you keep talkin'? (Shut up) Bought some shit yesterday, went to the mall again and rebought it I don't know why This shit comin' all off the head, I'm so high She ain't wannna fuck the first night, she kinda shy You ain't really up a hundred K, why you tryna lie? (Boy) [Outro] (Primo, turn this shit up) (Primo Beats on the track)
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Credits
- Writers
- Kasher Quon