Red Robin Lyrics

Aight

Stack it tall as tree tops

Cartier no g shocks

Them pussy niggaz might be scared of you my boy

But we not

Mix it like a chemist

Got a 6 I let a 3 drop

Pour it til' the sprite look like a grape

Now that's the sweet spot

Yea the streets hot

I'm ridin' with like 3 glocks

I get what you would see up in week

Off of like 3 pops

Stretch whoever with em'

Tryna purchase me like 3 ops

I don't take no shorts

Bxtch I need me now

Wait

All I smoke is za za

We on different planets

You think she bad I think she not

Guess we got different standards

He brought a 20 ball in Neiman

And he went bananas

If you ain't get it out the mud

You ain't go understand us

Facts

Runnin' with the ops

We go flush em' with the ops

I can't love her and I'm not

I'm go slut her she a bop

Went out west and got a plug

I get money when you not

My hit man a stick man

He like kuttas with the stock

When you see that boy

I wouldn't want to be that boy

He duckin' on them perkys

When we lurkin'

We go zzz that boy

Fuck it hit his potna

If we spin and we don't see that boy

Legal team stacked we hacked

We go beat that charge

Mob nigga

Stack it tall as tree tops

Cartier no g shocks

Them pussy niggaz might be scared of you my boy

But we not

Mix it like a chemist

Got a 6 I let a 3 drop

Pour it til' the sprite look like a grape

Now that's the sweet spot

Yea the streets hot

I'm ridin' with like 3 glocks

I get what you would see up in week

Off of like 3 pops

Stretch whoever with em'

Tryna purchase me like 3 ops

I don't take no shorts

Bxtch I need me now

Wait

All I smoke is ops

Now all these niggaz ashes

I'm cool on her I done had her

This bxtch out of chances

Drop a lah rack on some McQueens

That's for my new lah baddie

Nike hoochie daddy's

Full of rackeys

Got them bxtxhes saggin

Wait

Twistin' out the bo

This shxt stronger than a brick house

The head game was trash

Had me mad

I put that bxtch out

Meet her at the telly

You won't catch me at no bxtch house

Can't go out like Moe3

Not Me

I'll up this bxtch and click out

Class you do too much

I know what you go do about it

Put my henchman in position

They got you surrounded

Since you wan dive

I got some water just for you to drown in

Guilty by association

Bet not let us catch you round' him

Mob nigga

Stack it tall as tree tops

Cartier no g shocks

Them pussy niggaz might be scared of you my boy

But we not

Mix it like a chemist

Got a 6 I let a 3 drop

Pour it til' the sprite look like a grape

Now that's the sweet spot

Yea the streets hot

I'm ridin' with like 3 glocks

I get what you would see up in week

Off of like 3 pops

Stretch whoever with em'

Tryna purchase me like 3 ops

I don't take no shorts

Bxtch I need me now

Wait

All I smoke is za za

We on different planets

You think she bad I think she not

Guess we got different standards

I give the word and they purge

All my niggaz crashin'

Nike hoochie daddy's

Full of rackeys

Got them bxtxhes saggin

Wait

All I smoke is ops

Now all these niggaz ashes

I'm cool on her I done had her

You kno nigga savage

He brought a 20 ball in Neiman

And he went bananas

If you ain't get it out the mud

You ain't go understand us

Fact