Red lyrics

[Intro]
Quick
(Who made this sh*t?)
(TayTay made the beat)
Hm, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah

[Chorus]
My whole life red, b*tch, I bang that red
Babygirl, who the f*ck is you?
New b*tch go to LSU
If I want it, I pay
My young n*ggas hungry, they take off your head
Stylin', my stylist, she bringin' it in
I can do it myself, but we perfect together
Run up that money, we work it together
Wrist full of water, we surfin' together
Neck full of water, young n*gga propeller
Why? 'Cause I'm flyer than all of these n*ggas (Flyer than all y'all)
You ain't alone, you ain't all alone, oh, baby
I put that sh*t on
I can show you how to put that sh*t on, my baby

[Verse]
Up the TEC, I can't lose it, I stay groovy
And I make music, watch me do it
I see you like to move it
Come on, bae, let me see you get to it
I'm a fool, they say that I'm foolish
From a hood up inside Baton Rouge
Put a n*gga inside of the bull pit
He won't make it out, body left layin' out
I be thinkin' a lot of sh*t ruined
Steady be tryna figure my plan out
Got the money, they know I'm the man now
Know they on me, I tell them to stand down
n*gga thought he was safe 'til we ran down
Brodie knock off your face, keep your hands down, wow
Pour the sh*t up, I'm drinkin' it slow
Two ounces, drop in a twenty ounce
Told that girl she's mine forever
That girl, she was lost, now found
Told her, get her lie together
f*ckin' up, I don't need you 'round (Ooh)
Now I realize I lose if I lose you
Now I blues'd them clues
Ain't got to workout, I'm flexin' the, uh
Young n*gga, AI, you know I got moves
Drivin' it in and I'm layin' it up
I'm on the battlefield
Yeah, livin' life like Call Of Duty, for real
I'm holdin' a bag of pills, yeah
Got shawty inside of here chewin', for real
[Chorus]
My whole life red, b*tch, I bang that red
Babygirl, who the f*ck is you?
New b*tch go to LSU
If I want it, I pay
My young n*ggas hungry, they take off your head
Stylin', my stylist, she bringin' it in
I can do it myself, but we perfect together
Run up that money, we work it together
Wrist full of water, we surfin' together
Neck full of water, young n*gga propeller
Why? 'Cause I'm flyer than all of these n*ggas (Flyer than all y'all)
You ain't alone, you ain't all alone, oh, baby
I put that sh*t on
I can show you how to put that sh*t on, my baby