I ain't need no label yeah I'm stackin hella paper
Always hella drugs poppin pills up on the table
Hella geeked up lil bitch I'm off a 4
When I take off yeah I might go ghost
Like huh like what
Yo bitch singin my songs
Used to hit it from the back nothin on but a thong
Like ay yea yea
The pack on me strong
We cheifin gas in the stall cheech and chong
I was 14 rollin up with a doobie
I was 15 when I had my first groupie
Now I'm 16 livin life like a movie
Goin up fast when I be spittin they know it's too heat
Raindrop cookin' it up like bad and bouje
Smokin hella gas I'm ridin up in a 2 seat
Bitch boy choppin him up like he a smoothie
Hit em with a strap no vert big uzi
Red Lights finna blow her back out
Rollin off a molly it's a muhfuckin blackout
Choppa hit a oppa yeah we bringin all the straps out
I be off the shits feelin like I'm gonna pass out
Mobbin inna white tee ballin like it's nike
Drippin in dasani and my wrist be hella icy
Hit em with a blade or a burner with a bright beam
I think she like me but I'm only piping just piping
Red Light bad bitch
Shawty complimenting on my accent
I want the blue and the mackend
Bitch I want my cheese stackin
Bitch I came in from the backend
Like abg blow her back in
I don't keep a glock keep a Mac 10
My shit go hard why you lackin huh
Letoa be all on the mic
Yea I cook the game like it's rice huh yeah
She wanna fuck but baby one night
I won't love a hoe for my life yuh
You is a fool if you pull up get switched like a light
You is a fool if you pull up get switched like a light
Whole club jumpin I swear every body geekin
Pull up to my gang ima shoot without a reason
Pop a fuckin pill say goodbye to all my demons
Bands all on my mind that's why I been barley sleepin
Yuh yeah
Pop a fuckin pill say goodbye to all my demons
Bands all on my mind that's why I been barley sleepin
Red Light Red Light Red Light Red Light
I ain't need no label yeah I'm stackin hella paper
Always hella drugs poppin pills up on the table
Hella geeked up lil bitch I'm off a 4
When I take off yeah I might go ghost
Like huh like what
Yo bitch singin my songs
Used to hit it from the back nothin on but a thong
Like ay yea yea
The pack on me strong
We cheifin gas in the stall cheech and chong