Red Eye / Ran To It lyrics

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Foreign Teck


[Part 1: Red Eye [Produced by Foreign Teck]]

[Hook]
b*tch I'm on my late night flight (Late night)
Late night play (Schemin)
Late night creep (I creep girl)
My red eye flight (Red eye)
I ain't [?]
I been rolling, rolling, ever since (I been rolling)
Got this motherf*cker lit (Got it lit)
Late night sh*t (I creep)

[Verse]
I've been off for four days (Four days, four days)
My b*tch, she go both ways (Both ways, both ways, way, way)
She just want a f*ckfest (f*ck me, f*ck me, f*ck me)
Wake up in the morning have some [?] for breakfast ([?])
Texts from my ex, ain't no stressing (I don't stress, no, no)
I just like that gas up on the dresser (I get high, high, high, high yeah)
Got some issues that I ain't addressing (Not addressing, no, no)
Before [?] ([?])

[Hook]
b*tch I'm on my late night flight (Late night)
Late night play (Schemin)
Late night creep (I creep girl)
My red eye flight (Red eye)
I ain't [?]
I been rolling, rolling, ever since (I been rolling)
Got this motherf*cker lit (Got it lit)
Late night sh*t (I creep)
[Part 2: Ran To It [Produced by SladeDaMonsta]]

[Verse 1]
Yeah, n*ggas out [?] they wanna roll up on Laflare
[?] I need me a pair
Money, money, money, money, money on my line (Yeah)
All I see is dollar signs everywhere
100K on jewlery gave me all the glamour and the glitz
Shawty love the blue faces, bet she f*ck it for me
Thick darkskin chick all I'mma enjoy (Yeah, yeah)
Money falling down I bet she running to it
White Lamborghini cocaine (Cocaine)
Popping now everything I do, look like a movie (Like a movie, yeah)
Damn the car I got ain't even got a sunroof (No roof)
[?]

[Hook 1]
I been chasing checks, I've been running to it (Hey)
Money falling down she be running to it (I ran to it)
Bad b*tches love me, they be running to me (Racks on me, yeah)
Money coming down, I've been running to it (Hey, hey, hey)
[?] off money just to blow through it (Let's go blow through it)
I can do it, regular autotune ([?] me n*gga, yeah)
Mission Impossible, I can do it (Tom Cruise)
Pulled up on your b*tch, yeah and I persuade her (Called up)
[Verse 2]
She just throw the pus*y, and I told her bring it to me, yeah
She just love a n*gga 'cause everything about me real (All real)
f*ck a Rolex, went and got a Franckie Muller, yeah (What else?)
AP on me on, I don't really know which one to wear (Yeah, yeah)
[?]
Pink diamonds on me look like Cam'ron Range Rover (It's Dipset)
I've been hogging all the lanes, boss, move over (Skrt, skrt, hey)
No, I can't f*ck with you, you be too sober (You be too sober)

[Hook 2]
I been chasing checks, I've been running to it (Gettin' to the money)
Money falling down she be running to it (Ran to it)
Bad b*tches love me, they be running to me (They be running to me)
Money coming down, I've been running to it (Been running to it)
[?] off money just to blow through it (Go blow through it)
I can do it, regular autotune (I can do it everyway)
Mission Impossible, I can do it (Makes ya think I'm Tom Cruise)
Pulled up on your b*tch, yeah and I persuade her (Skrt, hey, hey)

[Verse 3]
f*ck all that lame sh*t, I'm trynna stay rich
Yours ain't exclusive, yeah I had the same b*tch
Trap house jumping, yep I use the same wrist
Yeah, everything west, Steph Curry, game swish
n*ggas get a little fame, damn, watch how a lame switch
Woah, I just count some more, that's a lane switch
If you ain't talking money, watch your language
Damn, I just showed yall n*ggas I came with it
(FLAWLESS VICTORY)
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