CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Red
Ayy, let me hear that ho, Jeff (Ayy, let me hear that)
Red b*t*h, red hair, she get flown out
Red bottoms, but ain't slippers, got her toes out
Red guts on the Lamb' when I pull it out
Money all blue and my b*t*h all red
Red b*t*h, red hair, she get flown out
Red bottoms, but ain't slippers, got her toes out
Red guts on the Lamb' when I pull it out
Money all blue and my b*t*h all red
Drank, red, b*t*h, red, gimme head
She gon' suck me 'til I'm dead
The Glock got a beam on it
My money so tall, can lean on it
He talkin' the smoke but we want it
I pull out the d**k, she ease on it
I pull out a bag and sleep on it
You talkin' 'bout the beat? I got Jeff on it
Forgiatos got the red on it
f**k her on the floor, not the bed only
Some my n***as they bangin' that blue
Some of 'em bangin' that red
Know she want some brand new shoes
Long as them bottoms is red
Red b*t*h, red hair, she get flown out
Red bottoms, but ain't slippers, got her toes out
Red guts on the Lamb' when I pull it out
Money all blue and my b*t*h all red
Red b*t*h, red hair, she get flown out
Red bottoms, but ain't slippers, got her toes out
Red guts on the Lamb' when I pull it out
Money all blue and my b*t*h all red
Pour up the red, I'm on the meds
Her Birkin is red, middle finger to the fed
b*t*h, I was broke, then I got rich, did it in real life
Got a red b*t*h, let her count a fifty at the red light
Lamborghini got the red guts
She a good girl, but she bad as f**k
Beep-beep, when she backin' up
Get a bag when she actin' up
Red cup, she got Henny, I got red stuff (Drank)
First class on redeye, she pullin' up
Red b*t*h, red hair, she get flown out
Red bottoms, but ain't slippers, got her toes out
Red guts on the Lamb' when I pull it out
Money all blue and my b*t*h all red
Red b*t*h, red hair, she get flown out
Red bottoms, but ain't slippers, got her toes out
Red guts on the Lamb' when I pull it out
Money all blue and my b*t*h all red
Red b*t*h, red hair, she get flown out
Red bottoms, but ain't slippers, got her toes out
Red guts on the Lamb' when I pull it out
Money all blue and my b*t*h all red
Red b*t*h, red hair, she get flown out
Red bottoms, but ain't slippers, got her toes out
Red guts on the Lamb' when I pull it out
Money all blue and my b*t*h all red
Drank, red, b*t*h, red, gimme head
She gon' suck me 'til I'm dead
The Glock got a beam on it
My money so tall, can lean on it
He talkin' the smoke but we want it
I pull out the d**k, she ease on it
I pull out a bag and sleep on it
You talkin' 'bout the beat? I got Jeff on it
Forgiatos got the red on it
f**k her on the floor, not the bed only
Some my n***as they bangin' that blue
Some of 'em bangin' that red
Know she want some brand new shoes
Long as them bottoms is red
Red b*t*h, red hair, she get flown out
Red bottoms, but ain't slippers, got her toes out
Red guts on the Lamb' when I pull it out
Money all blue and my b*t*h all red
Red b*t*h, red hair, she get flown out
Red bottoms, but ain't slippers, got her toes out
Red guts on the Lamb' when I pull it out
Money all blue and my b*t*h all red
Pour up the red, I'm on the meds
Her Birkin is red, middle finger to the fed
b*t*h, I was broke, then I got rich, did it in real life
Got a red b*t*h, let her count a fifty at the red light
Lamborghini got the red guts
She a good girl, but she bad as f**k
Beep-beep, when she backin' up
Get a bag when she actin' up
Red cup, she got Henny, I got red stuff (Drank)
First class on redeye, she pullin' up
Red b*t*h, red hair, she get flown out
Red bottoms, but ain't slippers, got her toes out
Red guts on the Lamb' when I pull it out
Money all blue and my b*t*h all red
Red b*t*h, red hair, she get flown out
Red bottoms, but ain't slippers, got her toes out
Red guts on the Lamb' when I pull it out
Money all blue and my b*t*h all red
