RED

She want Chanel go get it I ain't trippin cause I got bread My Money tall no midget I Make it rain I'm pouring red Whatever you want I'm with it All my friends are prez and dead You know what I'm on im in it I get racks and you get checks I pour up like I'm trained Pull up hop out of the range I'm not kissing on my main These drugs flowing thru my vein I get cash, on my own My eyes red like I'm stoned Had to get my shit on track I ran some business off the drone I came up, off the lows If you Know , Well bitch you know I bought access into heaven Then spent two more for this coat Got the old school porche and the rims cookie cutter Spilled the outside with the cream got the inside peanut butter I put cash in the vent Tryna buy myself some time Don't smoke gas anymore Because I got inside my mind Got these white tees from the pope I use Money trees for shade Make her stretch just like the dope Talking money I translate She want Chanel go get it I ain't trippin cause I got bread My Money tall no midget I Make it rain I'm pouring red Whatever you want I'm with it All my friends are prez and dead You know what I'm on im in it I get racks and you get checks I got people that depend to keep em fed You can F*ck with my feelings but not my bread Yea I been about the shits I'm not impressed I can forgive you but bitch I cant forget