Red Cross

Yeah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah
Make her bed rock
Uh
Put her in a head lock
Yeah
Motherfuck wed lock
I can’t save you, I’m not red cross
Yeah
R.I.P my dead opps yeah
Huh
R.I.P my dead dogs yeah
Too many graveyards
Too many head shots
Too many teardrops

She looking at me, huh
I’m looking at you
It’s nothing new
I been on the top
I been on the roof (roof)
I’m sipping the juice
I’m making her loose
I’m letting her choose
Can’t walk my shoes
It’s nothing to you
I’m not gonna sue
She thinking ‘bout me
You thinking ‘bout her
I’m thinking ‘bout you
Been thinking ‘bout fucking your bitch
Been thinking ‘bout killing a trick
Like poker bitch gimme me my chips
Through the night I reminisce

Been a while since you called me on the iPhone
New bitch, we’ve been fucking all night long
But fuck a fake bitch, niggas rather die alone
I set the pace, set the mood and the set the tone

How much time I got?
Huh
Time I got?
Yeah
Too many I fought
Too many I fought
Yeah
I’m looking back at the past, I’m connecting the dots
Connecting the dots
Yeah
Jumping these niggas like hopscotch
All of my bitches they top notch
All of my bitches they top notch
All of my bitches they top
Uh
I’m headed straight to the top spot
I’m headed straight to the top
Uh

Yeah
Make her bed rock
Uh
Put her in a head lock
Yeah
Motherfuck wed lock
I can’t save you, I’m not red cross
Yeah
R.I.P my dead opps yeah
Huh
R.I.P my dead dogs yeah
Too many graveyards
Too many head shots
Too many teardrops

She looking at me, huh
I’m looking at you
It’s nothing new
I been on the top
I been on the roof (roof)
I’m sipping the juice
I’m making her loose
I’m letting her choose
Can’t walk my shoes