Red Flag lyrics

[Intro]
(FBEAT go crazy)
Ay ay
(Better watch out n*gga, red flag)
(If she ain’t first, then she last, my b*tch bad)

[Verse 1]
If she look, then she took, n*gga, b*tch be gone
I done did a lot of sh*t, my n*ggas can’t speak on
For real, bouncin’ out with that steel
Give a f*ck ‘bout how you feel, all my n*ggas trained to kill, listen
(Brrrr) Ay, we some politicians
Politicin’ with the homies, bought another mansion (On my mama n*gga)
Yeah, my brodie flipped ‘em (Big Tony flippin’)
I think I can see the wocky when a n*gga p*ssin’ (Crank)
I like spittin’ on that pus*y and then watch it glisten
Steppin’ out in Louis Vuittons, yeah, my shoes are Christian (Christian)
Ay, but they don’t go to church (Go to church)
Ten toes down n*gga, imma put in work (Ay)
Papa racka with that choppa, tryna put in work
Tryna f*ck a city girl like I’m Lil Uzi Vert
Her legs up, makе her squirt, paid four hundred for a shirt
It all up on me, so you know I’m in hеr purse
I’m walkin round with Neiman
I could rake a shirt, I hit em with the steamin’
Hit my n*gga in the trap, and he (?)
I have to tell yo b*tch to kick it, boy that hoe was screamin
[Hook]
You say your baby from where, n*gga, red flags
She f*ck and rot her kids away n*gga, red flags (Uh-uh)
Only ones up in her safe n*gga, red flags (b*tch)
Woodcuts up in her trash n*gga, red flags (f*ck)

[Verse 2]
You n*ggas trippin (You n*ggas trippin)
If you wanna get some b*tches, pay attention (Listen up)
You better watch out for the red flags (For real)
If she ain’t first, then she last but my b*tch bad (Ahh)
Yeah, I skeeted on the sheets (on the sheets)
Fenix Flexin n*gga, bet ya hoe know im a freak (Nah for real)
Cause I be f*ckin on lil baby, turn her body weak (Uh-uh)
One thing I love about the cold is the body heat (b*tch!)
When I’m f*ckin on ya hoe n*gga (On ya hoe n*gga)
Ask about me, Fenix Flexin, ima go-getter (Go-getter)
All my n*ggas, we some gorillas
All yo n*gga’s b*tch made, pus*y ass hoe n*ggas (On my momma n*gga)
You are not a joint, you a swisher n*gga (b*tch!)
I ain’t trippin bout no b*tches, we gon’ switch em n*gga, ayy!
Tell lil baby, kick it like karate class (Imma kick it)
I’m in the back of the club with a lotta cash
Tell lil mommy like her body, got a lotta ass
The type of booty you just see and you just gotta have (On my momma)
She don’t got a iPhone, made her call a cab
Red flags, red flags, n*gga these is red flags (Skrrt)