Red Eyes

Let me introduce myself I come from green lands Where wine and cherries, had their first meet A land of story, war, respect Let's talk about money You're making me pressure Putting me down, you gotta go down You gotta go down You gotta stay down bitch Let's dance slow Just keep close, right here, in the middle Like we’re not here We’re in a fast show Let that bad bitch Put her ass out Are those shots from My past in sd Hold the knife but Hide the hand now Are you keeping all those secrets Just for judgment Don’t tell me you ain’t got no regrets Don’t tell me you're a man with reverb Don’t tell me I’m about to hit again The motherfucker man Bring the motherfucking bottle here I ain’t got time for your shit We ain’t got time for your shit We ain’t got no motherfucking time for your shit nigga Uhh Noo Baby goddamn oh Baby goddamn oh Got it Take a lil bag, pour the money in You can’t tell em, we’re ain’t gonna tell shit Keep silence, keep doing ur shit And make some friends, this is the end Of all this shit, this is the end Its promise (Move that ass like a bitch) In the club we slow mo’ o o o Can her jeans hold that ass ass ass ass If you roll I roll up up up up Don’t worry about tomorrow nah nah nah Take a lil bag, pour the money in You can’t tell em, we’re ain’t gonna tell shit Keep silence, keep doing ur shit And make some friends, this is the end Of all this shit, this is the end Its promise