Red Night lyrics

by

Hoodrich Pablo Juan


[Chorus]
Tom Ford drippin', every shade, they gon' cover my body
Beat that hoe up from the back, I'm in her body
Hunnid racks in the duffel bag, c*cky
We don't stop at red lights
Cracking me a red pint
Red beam, red pipe
Red cream, rare Sprite
Rare king, rare ice
YSL, real tight
Walking with a long pipe
If he make the wrong move, he gon' have a red night

[Verse 1]
I been on a long flight, I know this sh*t overdue
But I had to pour the red in the Sprite, make it new
Make it international, catch me in ya' country, b*tch
Bend it over, make it split
Suck the di*k with plenty spit
[?]
I can't be a fool, b*tch
We gon' make a movie, flick
Beat it 'til I'm losing it
Big boy, Rolls Royce, riding in a big whip
Seeing stars in this sh*t, how you not gon' f*ck the clique?
Sippin' water is essential, I got Fiji for these b*tches
Poppin' percocet, I'm itchin', got anxiety, I'm twitchin'
In the pint with some Hermès links
Big racks, big rocks for a thot and she gon'-

[Chorus]
Tom Ford drippin', every shade, they gon' cover my body
Beat that hoe up from the back, I'm in her body
Hunnid racks in the duffel bag, c*cky
We don't stop at red lights
Cracking me a red pint
Red beam, red pipe
Red cream, rare Sprite
Rare king, rare ice
YSL, real tight
Walking with a long pipe
If he make the wrong move, he gon' have a red night

[Verse 2]
She act like a bird, kick her to the curb
I ain't got no time to kick it with these goofy hoes
Kickin' sh*t like Rubio, casting like a movie role
Balling out, pick and roll
Beat this sh*t, I hit the store
f*ck this sh*t, I been on, [?]
I got hoes, they on flip phones, crip walk
I got n*ggas, they gon' creep, [?] toe
Thirty thousand on the flight, eating [?]
Chain on, chain on, [?] I got ice, b*tch
Turn her on, light switch
Switch swag, [?]
Blew a bag on my n*ggas 'cause it's 'bout the loyalty
King sh*t, we royalty
n*ggas ain't comparing me

[Chorus]
Tom Ford drippin', every shade, they gon' cover my body
Beat that hoe up from the back, I'm in her body
Hunnid racks in the duffel bag, c*cky
We don't stop at red lights
Cracking me a red pint
Red beam, red pipe
Red cream, rare Sprite
Rare king, rare ice
YSL, real tight
Walking with a long pipe
If he make the wrong move, he gon' have a red night

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