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Chris Brown - Red Flags (Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Songwriter
Leon "Roccstar" Youngblood
Leon "Roccstar" Youngblood
Songwriter
Gabriel Roland
Gabriel Roland
Songwriter
Toney Martinez
Toney Martinez
Songwriter
Keith Ingram
Keith Ingram
Songwriter
Marcus Berry
Marcus Berry
Songwriter
Myjah Veira
Myjah Veira
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Leon "Roccstar" Youngblood
Leon "Roccstar" Youngblood
Producer
Patrizio "Teezio" Pigliapoco
Patrizio "Teezio" Pigliapoco
Mixing Engineer
Jenso Plymouth
Jenso Plymouth
Recording Engineer
Gabriel Roland
Gabriel Roland
Producer
Ignacio Portales
Ignacio Portales
Assistant Engineer
Federico Giordano
Federico Giordano
Assistant Engineer
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
Mastering Engineer
Prince Youngblood
Prince Youngblood
Producer

Lyrics

Red flags, red flags (red flags) All bad, I mean, real bad (bad) F- with you and you still mad (still mad) She get it done, and she work fast (work fast) Holdin' you down, that - gotta count for somethin' Go a few rounds, girl, you know I keep it comin' Say I don't care, girl, but I can't feel my stomach You were mine, but you act like you wasn't You held me down, not down enough And I ran for miles just tryna catch up We even now, came back from dust Quit tellin' me you're toxic, girl, I still won't listen Red flags, red flags All bad, I mean, real bad F- with you and you still mad (oh) She get it done, and she work fast (work) Red flags, red flags All bad, I mean, real bad F- with you and you still mad Outside and I ain't goin' back Yeah, if you ride for me, why would you lie to me? Said you'll slide for me, what are you waitin' on? We what they hatin' on, what they tryna be But you don't play for keeps, yeah I should let you win, but I be petty as a b- I should let sh- go, but it be hard because I'm him (him) Put that on my kids, you don't come home, I'm gon' be sick You gon' turn me back from bein' rich to hittin' licks You held me down, not down enough And I ran for miles just tryna catch up We even now, came back from dust Quit tellin' me you're toxic, girl, I still won't listen (red flags) Red flags, red flags (oh-woah) All bad, I mean, real bad (real bad) F-' with you and you still mad (you still mad) She get it done, and she work fast (work, oh no) Red flags, red flags (red flags) All bad, I mean, real bad (really bad) F- with you and you still mad (you still mad at me) Outside and I ain't goin' back Red flags, red flags Outside and I ain't goin' back
Writer(s): Chris Brown, Gabriel Roland, Keith Ingram, Leon "roccstar" Youngblood, Marcus Berry, Myjah Veira, Toney Martinez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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