Red Light (feat. Letoa)

I ain't need no label yeah I'm stackin hella paper Always hella drugs poppin pills up on the table Hella geeked up lil bitch I'm off a 4 When I take off yeah I might go ghost Like huh like what Yo bitch singin my songs Used to hit it from the back nothin on but a thong Like ay yea yea The pack on me strong We cheifin gas in the stall cheech and chong I was 14 rollin up with a doobie I was 15 when I had my first groupie Now I'm 16 livin life like a movie Goin up fast when I be spittin they know it's too heat Raindrop cookin' it up like bad and bouje Smokin hella gas I'm ridin up in a 2 seat Bitch boy choppin him up like he a smoothie Hit em with a strap no vert big uzi Red Lights finna blow her back out Rollin off a molly it's a muhfuckin blackout Choppa hit a oppa yeah we bringin all the straps out I be off the shits feelin like I'm gonna pass out Mobbin inna white tee ballin like it's nike Drippin in dasani and my wrist be hella icy Hit em with a blade or a burner with a bright beam I think she like me but I'm only piping just piping Red Light bad bitch Shawty complimenting on my accent I want the blue and the mackend Bitch I want my cheese stackin Bitch I came in from the backend Like abg blow her back in I don't keep a glock keep a Mac 10 My shit go hard why you lackin huh Letoa be all on the mic Yea I cook the game like it's rice huh yeah She wanna fuck but baby one night I won't love a hoe for my life yuh You is a fool if you pull up get switched like a light You is a fool if you pull up get switched like a light Whole club jumpin I swear every body geekin Pull up to my gang ima shoot without a reason Pop a fuckin pill say goodbye to all my demons Bands all on my mind that's why I been barley sleepin Yuh yeah Pop a fuckin pill say goodbye to all my demons Bands all on my mind that's why I been barley sleepin Red Light Red Light Red Light Red Light I ain't need no label yeah I'm stackin hella paper Always hella drugs poppin pills up on the table Hella geeked up lil bitch I'm off a 4 When I take off yeah I might go ghost Like huh like what Yo bitch singin my songs Used to hit it from the back nothin on but a thong Like ay yea yea The pack on me strong We cheifin gas in the stall cheech and chong