Redline

Redline Redline No such thing as a bedtime Pachi's in the crib no Roll with the crew that's hustle Yeah I'm the real no lysol My girl like it better with the lights off Pussy like the ocean got a dry off yuh Yuh gotta dry off yeah Pedal to the metal skirt the tires off yeah Got my mind off yeah Party going up got the night off yeah I'm to lit I can't drive But I want to take a trip and get a new vibe On a new wave sippin' D'ussé Getting too gone on a Tuesday Man with plan Mind on my money my feet in the sand Drink in my hand I do what I can I'm making a band I'm making the beats I'm riding the streets I'm slipping the heat I bob and I weave I don't ever sleep I'm living the dream Redline No such thing as a bedtime Chillen with ya mom with the Red wine You ain't got to worry how I spend time Everyday I ball like Russel What you really know about hustle Bank look like a triple double Yours look like a little struggle yeah Yeah you a struggle yeah That ain't really how the cookie crumble yeah I get the bag you fumble yeah Bitch sit down be humble yeah Do you want to go Do you wanna stay Do you wanna stay with me and make that paper baby Man I'm going crazy Haven't seen you lately Let's go on a vacay You don't have to pay me Nah pay me back in sex Money ain't a thing you ain't even gotta stress Making these moves gotta say it with my chest Mash on the gas skrt flyin' like a jet Redline