Red Eyes

Let me introduce myself
I come from green lands
Where wine and cherries, had their first meet
A land of story, war, respect
Let's talk about money
You're making me pressure
Putting me down, you gotta go down
You gotta go down
You gotta stay down bitch
Let's dance slow
Just keep close, right here, in the middle
Like we’re not here
We’re in a fast show
Let that bad bitch
Put her ass out
Are those shots from
My past in sd
Hold the knife but
Hide the hand now
Are you keeping all those secrets
Just for judgment
Don’t tell me you ain’t got no regrets
Don’t tell me you're a man with reverb
Don’t tell me I’m about to hit again
The motherfucker man
Bring the motherfucking bottle here
I ain’t got time for your shit
We ain’t got time for your shit
We ain’t got no motherfucking time for your shit nigga
Uhh
Noo
Baby goddamn oh
Baby goddamn oh
Got it
Take a lil bag, pour the money in
You can’t tell em, we’re ain’t gonna tell shit
Keep silence, keep doing ur shit
And make some friends, this is the end
Of all this shit, this is the end
Its promise (Move that ass like a bitch)
In the club we slow mo’ o o o
Can her jeans hold that ass ass ass ass
If you roll I roll up up up up
Don’t worry about tomorrow nah nah nah
Take a lil bag, pour the money in
You can’t tell em, we’re ain’t gonna tell shit
Keep silence, keep doing ur shit
And make some friends, this is the end
Of all this shit, this is the end
Its promise