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redlanilove - red cash ( big baddie) lyrics

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[f+ck them up, blitz]
(barely say you+)
‘barely say you love me, (grah)
there were so few
you were my heart like d+mn one of my habits
i never knew. it was a helpful view of you. (d+mn)
shoulda’ listened to my friends
what they said bout you was so true. (like?)
got me in trouble, how we were just skipping’ school (huh)

you gave me issues, (you gave)

so i’m gon’ leave, (grrah)

why can’t i go back, it wasn’t even official.(red)

you was a gone n+gga, now i’m leaving

you was a lonely n+gga.(for rеal.)

whatchu say when i got the bomb wit ha? (wit ha?)

f+cked around, just bеcause it was distant love. (huh)

ima be lit, with a 2 million bracelet.( 3 million red)
pre+release, but i take credit. (blitz beatz)

i say what’s on my mind, so i don’t judge it. (red, red)

they see me and they got a problem,(twelve twenty four)

f+ck they see me and don’t know how to act (grrah)

b+tch i’m gonna throw them.(grah)

if you ain’t gang then you really got to block em(ok!)

but now i’m moving on

i don’t wanna f++k him.(ugh)

i don’t wanna have yo ni++a (nahh)

i just wanna binge and dump on these muhthaf+ckin napkins (uh

i got a cousin in my pants and a thong on me (thick bih, aliy)

she said she want to f+ck with me, who said you can’t(right?)

my bae keep the nine with him (grrah, grrah)
and i got my special bees (tsk)

don’t play no f+ckin’ dumb sh+t, (real)

i can’t even go by with me. (too good)

cause i’m just lookin at my actions

you got a bunch of b+tches and them cars with me

i keep on runnin back to you

i told her that she in love me (sike, blitz beatz)

the way you do it ain’t no way you gon’ lie with me

don’t even look at my jewelry

cause b+tch you not even good to me (redly!)

they see me and they got a problem

f+ck they see me and don’t know how to act

b+tch i’m gonna throw them
if you ain’t gang then you really got to block em(ok!)

don’t look at me when you get depressed (like)

i’m a bad b+tch and know how to act

not f+cking d’usse i keep it in my rack (like)

officially bronx but i’m not going back

f+ck my n+gga ex cuz all she do is brag (like)

f+ck my weave i’m relaxed (smooth)

my tone like my weed i can’t keep a b+tch back

i got a million dollar bag (3 milli)

pretty thick b+tch on the red carpet, like who that?

red, red, red, i’m a bad b+tch so i’m really like that

red, red, red, i’m a f+ck throw my n+gga cuz i know he in the back

smoke weed too, then i’ma smoke that b+tch (you know i’m next)

‘barely say you love me

there were so few

you were my heart like d+mn one of my habits

i never knew. it was a helpful view of you

shoulda’ listened to my friends

what they said bout you was so true

got me in trouble, how we were just skipping’ school

(show em’ the word, blitz)

(money!!)



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