Red Rose Lyrics

Bitch ass shit

Uhhh

Paul Walker, they can find me smoking on the SkyLine

Ima man with a marker, tryna make highlights

I'm so far ahead, everything is  hindsight

Got that dog in me, bitch I bite, Mike Tice

These hoes turn me off like a night light

Saying she ain't neva done this, right right

She gone get dick if she say that I write nice

You've been fucking with demi God's

I'm on level with Zeus, Osiris, Allah

Back in the day I used to cry alot

Nowadays I just cuss alot

Bad bitch and she counting guap

Pussy tight like a closed fist

Lick tits, hands on the hips

Dick in her hand with a pistol grip

She put the Tommy Pickle in her lips quick

Gimme brain, Lipschitz

I go several rounds like the clip in

Let the words drip like a slit wrist

Eyes roll back when the spic spits

I'm legit bitch

Ugh…..2 P's in the whip, woulda thought my dick was out

I been getting sponsored but I don't need the clout

How he so confident? I don't fuck with doubt

I used to eat alotta dirt until I spitted sprouts

I always keep it private like Rihanna with a newborn

It can get Rocky, ASAP, let it sound like a shoe horn

Everything gotta have a story just like good porn

Gimme a Mustard beat, I turn it into Gran Poupon

Grew up flexing WIC, quick meals off the coupons

When I made it out, we got deals like the Groupon

My new chick eat rice, work out like she Mulan

I treat bitches like ideas, follow through on a thot

Shoulders feeling heavy, Shai Gilgeous with the rock

World titles near retirement, I'm Messi on the clock

Baby tryna get her share, all my favors feel like stocks

I'm hittin' 3 like Bosh

I'm heating up no broth

Flow cold like hoth

Follow light like moth

I couldn't get it in