Rich The Kid – Red Lyrics
Red By Rich The Kid Ayy, let me hear that ho, Jeff (Ayy, let me hear that) Red b----, red hair, she get flown out Red bottoms, but ain’t slippers, got her toes out Red guts on the Lamb’ when I pull it out Money all blue and my b---- all red Red b----, red hair, she get flown out Red bottoms, but ain’t slippers, got her toes out Red guts on the Lamb’ when I pull it out Money all blue and my b---- all red Drank, red, b---- red, gimme head She gon’ s--- me ’til I’m dead The Glock got a beam on it My money so tall I can lean on it He talkin’ the smoke but we want it I pull out the d---, she ease on it I pull out a bag and sleep on it You talkin’ ’bout the beat? I got Jeff on it Forgiato got the red on it F--- her on the floor not the bed only Some my n----- they bangin’ the blues Some they bangin’ that red Know she want some brand new shoes ‘Long as them bottoms is red Red b----, red hair, she get flown out Red bottoms, but ain’t slippers, got her toes out Red