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z’quavious, n8f, 7unacy - red flags lyrics

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“answer me back, you call me but like, what don’t you answer”
“goodbye, love you, take care”
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straight gas, a hundred on the dash
speeding ’round the block
bad b+tch, ash kassh
running to the bag, this sh+t ain’t no act
she said she don’t love me , i’m a walking red flag

getting into the money i be making all the cheddar
i ain’t give no f+cks but i be taking all the pleasure
said i’m married to the money we be in this sh+t together
p+ssy boy be acting tough until i make him meet berreta

foreign car, gtr ,you bе chilling with narcs
watch me break your f+cking heart
i ain’t putting down my guard, watch mе how i play my cards
p+ssy boy just acting hard, tell me why he acting hard
he ain’t really ’bout it let me know, let me know
if he really ’bout it you can hold this f+cking smoke
put the bullet to your throat, make a motherf+cker choke
make a motherf+cker choke

leave an enemy deep inside the cemetery
gotta meet his fate, gotta meet his f+cking destiny
leave him as an entity
only way is murder to find my only remedy
dark nights, gun tote
she a bad b+tch, bad hoe
and i let him die slow
gun shots, go,go,go,go,go,go,go
straight gas, a hundred on the dash
speeding ’round the block
bad b+tch, ash kassh
running to the bag, this sh+t ain’t no act
she said she don’t love me , i’m a walking red flag

getting into the money i be making all the cheddar
i ain’t give no f+cks but i be taking all the pleasure
said i’m married to the money we be in this sh+t together
p+ssy boy be acting tough until i make him meet berreta

i got a new berreta, squeezing it like a ‘tech
if he talking disrespectful, shoot him the neck
all i give a f+ck about is money
i don’t give a f+ck about a f+cking b+tch
all they f+cking do is try to throw you in the ditch
they get in your brain, they make you go insane
lookin’ for the pain when you walkin’ with the rain

leave him as an entity, dead inside the cemetery
gotta meet his fate, gotta meet his f+cking destiny
i don’t need no sympathy
i don’t need no love, all that sh+t dead to me
yeah, all that sh+t dead to me
i stole her love, i stole her heart
now that b+tch dead to me, make her meet her destiny
when i hear her cry, that’s a sweet melody
straight gas, a hundred on the dash
speeding ’round the block
bad b+tch, ash kassh
running to the bag, this sh+t ain’t no act
she said she don’t love me , i’m a walking red flag

getting into the money i be making all the cheddar
i ain’t give no f+cks but i be taking all the pleasure
said i’m married to the money we be in this sh+t together
p+ssy boy be acting tough until i make him meet berreta



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