Cherry Red Lyrics

Tell me what you want from hip-hop

What do I want from hip-hop? I mean

You don't think that's a question you should answer at some point?

I'm just making music bro, I'm just having fun

My nigga, chill

Yeah, cherry red, pack out the store

Kraken got mixed with the coke, coke on the nose

Niggas be braggin' and boastin' and havin' the least

Toastin' and doin' the most

No you can't have no lease

We get into it, but no you can't have my beats

That shit for me, ain't for the weak

I'm under sheets with a freak for a week

I plot and go get it

Shit only move if I let it

Buying the land, shit like a brick

I'mma cop it and flip it and sell it

Ayee, ridin round listenin to Mac now

M.O.C. sundown in a Batmobile

Don't come creepin round my shit

Niggas be lurkin' too hard cap might get pealed

Cherry red, mix with the poison and go fill my cup

Cherry red, mix with the poison now I'm actin' up

Cherry red, mix with the poison and go fill my cup

Got to the money now we add it up

M.I.A

New coupe for the day trip

Shorty maxed out on 10 like day trip

I got shots on deck, can you face it

I got the Amex with no limit, cars all tinted

Credit when I lose or I'm winning

I get the bag don't spend it

Everything I do authentic

Anderson donuts in the coupe 360

Packed in groupies by the group wearin' Fendi

Back then she ain't never hit me back

Now I'm back, key to lock cause I'm cool like that

All black how I cruise like that

Bruise that cat, now she a brat

Activate, don't do chit-chat

I'm up at bat I mix cognac with

Cherry red, mix with the poison and go fill my cup

Cherry red, mix with the poison now I'm actin' up

Cherry red, mix with the poison and go fill my cup

Got to the money now we add it up

I'm in the spot and I'm doing my dance

Jump in and out I ain't holding no hands

She with the team, she got a man's

Keep to the money, whole lot of bands

I march to the top, you march with the band, yuh

Playing my songs in Japan yuh

I need my money advanced

I told that little nigga don't play with my land

She want to peel this banana

Miley turn Hannah Montana when lean in the Fanta

Shorty her pockets on Santa

She got a wish I'mma open the app and I grant it

Told me I'm acting indifferent

Why do you judge, I'm feeling vigorous

I cannot budge when they talk that silly shit

I'm Ray Mysterious got em' enhancing that bitterness

Tryna throw dirt on my name

Is you disrespecting the gang we one in the same

Stop all the games Atari ain't helping with fame

Becca Franko with the flame

These are my feelings I do not explain

I'm marking the pad up in code like Twain

Secret society OLA reign straight at ya jugular vein