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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Vocals
BiC Fizzle
BiC Fizzle
Vocals
BigWalkDog
BigWalkDog
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adrian Martinez
Adrian Martinez
Songwriter
Brytavious Chambers
Brytavious Chambers
Songwriter
Demetrius Moore
Demetrius Moore
Songwriter
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter
DaJour Walker
DaJour Walker
Songwriter
Jeremiah Northern
Jeremiah Northern
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Amani "A $" Hernández
Amani "A $" Hernández
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Eddie "eMIX" Hernandez
Eddie "eMIX" Hernandez
Mixing Engineer
AJ Hitz
AJ Hitz
Producer
DJ Meech
DJ Meech
Producer
Tay Keith
Tay Keith
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) Skrrt That's a red flag (AJ got them hits, boy) It's Gucci (DJ Meech, lil' bitch) I can't do no show without no comma, that's a red flag (nah, cha-ching) He ain't no boss, he can't do what he wanna, now that's a red flag (nah) Don't confuse these carats with no pointers, that's a red flag (bling) Dismiss me with that baby mama drama, now that's a red flag (no) Shorty got more followers than dollars, that's a red flag (huh?) She say she suck the dick, but she don't swallow, now that's a red flag (well, damn) Bitch, how you grown, but still live with your mama? That's a red flag (woah) Bitch, how you totin' a bag without no cash? Now that's a red flag (woah) Red flag if your Glock ain't a .30 (not a .30) Get 'em in, get 'em gone in a hurry (woo, woo) Walk in your trap and take over your trap (your trap) 'Cause they know I do this with an urgency (with an urgency) Red flag if you ain't never heard of me (never heard of me) I'm the one post in the hood where the murder be (where the murder be) Lil' mama bad with an ass like Cardi B (like Cardi B) She let me fuck for the free, but for you a fee (huh?) Grey-grey flag, diamond (diamond) Whole lot of cash from ramen (from ramen) Plus I can still go post in the hood, they play and it's murder for hire (murder for money) Ayo, Gato, send me a hundo, I let 'em go for the low, I ain't hidin' (I ain't hidin') Red flag you fuck with that bag, send a blitz Have them youngins go stay where you hidin' (where you at?) No yap (no yap) Nigga diss 1K, get slapped (get slapped) Two phones, one strictly trap (straight trap) Fuck the ho and I'm kickin' her out (straight out) Red flag, you ain't gettin' no money (no money) You on internet chasin' that clout (that clout) Red flag, you cuffin' these hoes (these hoes) Fly her out, my dick in her mouth (in her mouth) I'm playin' I can't do no show without no comma, that's a red flag (nah, cha-ching) He ain't no boss, he can't do what he wanna, now that's a red flag (nah) Don't confuse these carats with no pointers, that's a red flag (bling) Dismiss me with that baby mama drama, now that's a red flag (no) Shorty got more followers than dollars, that's a red flag (huh?) She say she suck the dick, but she don't swallow, now that's a red flag (well, damn) Bitch, how you grown, but still live with your mama? That's a red flag (woah) Bitch, how you totin' a bag without no cash? Now that's a red flag (woah) Wait, how you know the plug, but ain't met the plug? See, that's a red flag You talkin' 'bout you trap, we know you cappin', he was deadass Yeah, that's WalkDog pushin' Lambo' truck for breakfast, he just sped past Be the first one pop my shit when we pop out 'cause I was dead last I got rich off songs and this phone and this red bag And I'm hoppin' off a plane, pop Percs for pain 'cause I got jet lag (BigWalkDog) The plug say, "Pull up," and you gotta wait? That's a red flag Whole time he fishin' chickens, you the bait, you a dead man On-on Bouldercrest right by the Texaco So Icy Walk, the 1017 Eskimo Just like the spot, pulled in, told her, "Let 'em go" How you got this, you got that? I'ma tell 'em no And l can mail a 'bow, and I can mail some more That's a red flag if you diss, but you scared of smoke Say it's Za', but it's mid when you smell it though Can't inhale the dope Man, it's some bullshit, dog I can't do no show without no comma, that's a red flag (nah, cha-ching) He ain't no boss, he can't do what he wanna, now that's a red flag (nah) Don't confuse these carats with no pointers, that's a red flag (bling) Dismiss me with that baby mama drama, now that's a red flag (no) Shorty got more followers than dollars, that's a red flag (huh?) She say she suck the dick, but she don't swallow, now that's a red flag (well, damn) Bitch, how you grown, but still live with your mama? That's a red flag (woah) Bitch, how you totin' a bag without no cash? Now that's a red flag (woah)
Writer(s): Radric Delantic Davis, Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, Adrian Martinez, Demetrius Moore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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