rcxy - red lyrics
[hook]
i call my dog clifford cause he big red
i see you posting all them pictures on ig boi you a princess
yo’ shorty give me brain she got a big head
swear this money make me taller i feel like i’m 6’10
you say you getting money, why you living at yo’ mommas house. boy i been paid, i swear i just moved my momma out
she say she can’t say my name, i just tell her sound it out
i’m busy getting money
i ain’t got no time to run my mouth
[verse]
i’m in and out, i ain’t tryna stay, i’m right back to the cake
ain’t tryna date, girl i want f+ll+te and i ain’t tryna wait
no time to waste, yo’ ex super safe, state farm he a jake
i likе her face but her body crazy, i think it’s amazing
f+%# thе neighbors break her back i know they hear the bed shake
i don’t save em tell shorty i got a lot on my plate
got no patience i don’t care if it’s a day i’m not waiting
ain’t got a bank account but girl i got a lot in my safe
f$&# a sp+ce ship baby this a ufo
i swear my life a movie like the 2 man show
told her i be pulling strings i got 2 banjos
it’s just me myself and i, like a new band yo
no time to kick girl as soon as i hit, you getting dropped off
she saying i act like i’m the s++t tell me i’m not though
i’m tryna drop her a++ off quick, i’m on the clock h++
swerving in the whip like i’m tryna miss all the potholes
i’m skating on ‘em
i can’t f+++ with her cause her hat got the yankees on it
i just want the top i told her i ain’t got no safety on me
but she say she gon’ save it for me. i gotta go i got my bro outside he waiting for me
[hook]
i call my dog clifford cause he big red
i see you posting all them pictures on ig boi you a princess
yo’ shorty give me brain she got a big head
swear this money make me taller i feel like i’m 6’10
you say you getting money, why you living at yo’ mommas house. boy i been paid, i swear i just moved my momma out
she say she can’t say my name, i just tell her sound it out
i’m busy getting money
i ain’t got no time to run my mouth
boi no cap, i’m as tall as shaq, when i got all these racks
throw it back, baby throw it back, love how you throw it back
that’s a fact, i know she in love with money, i got that
me and bro just counted up a hunnid that ain’t even all the cash
i got a stash and it’s all 100’s
i got in my bag remember i ain’t even have nothin’
bro always throwing something up it’s like he got a bad stomach
tell yo’ shooter he ain’t tough he just a crash dummy
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