Listen to Red Light by Kid Ink

Red Light

Kid Ink

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

Kid Ink - Red Light [Official Video]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kid Ink
Kid Ink
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
ISM
ISM
Composer
Brian Todd Collins
Brian Todd Collins
Songwriter
Ishmael Montague
Ishmael Montague
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ISM
ISM
Producer

Lyrics

I-I-ISM Pull up at the red light, uh, district, ayy Riding off the gear right, uh, twisted, ayy Tell her roll the blunt tight, uh, lipstick, ayy Can't slow it down, came up too quick Isn't this the tune woah, woah, woah, woah (woah) Howling at the moon, woah, woah, woah, woah (woah) Livin' in a dream but my eyes ain't closed (ayy) I put everything on the line for the goals I been getting mine, read the story untold (ayy) Can't be mad what you can't control (no) Niggas gon' switch shit up with the quickness This here risky business Don't get twisted, that bitch vicious Just give her back to the streets, know what I say BG me and my team on a mission Niggas try look the other way an they ain't miss shit Ooh, too cool for y'all jerks Everybody tryna move to my state You ain't living in the hills, ain't the right place Niggas in a bad mood 'cause they ain't paid No way, no way, tell 'em they can never take my place Nobody higher than me, tryna smoke what I'm smoking gotta holla at T Pull up at the red light, uh, district, ayy Riding off the gear right, uh, twisted, ayy Tell her roll the blunt tight, uh, lipstick, ayy Can't slow it down, came up too quick Isn't this the tune woah, woah, woah, woah (woah) Howling at the moon, woah, woah, woah, woah (woah) Livin' in a dream but my eyes ain't closed (ayy) I put everything on the line for the goals Come back like MPJ Talk to 'em like a Mac not a PC Had to make this shit happen, ain't no plan B Way a nigga do the math, thought I had a degree Tell them nigga stand back like they got a disease We already had a way, watch us rinse and repeat You ain't never made an M how you gonna critique Niggas married to the game, hit her while they were sleep Woah, wake up lil' nigga, yeah They did it big, watch how I do a bigger set My shit hit different like SZA Hop in the pussy in the grave I dig her Ayy, I knock it down to your tempo Wrong with the gang, I'm the founder and member, remember Nobody higher than me, tryna smoke what I'm smoking gotta holla at T, okay Pull up at the red light, uh, district, ayy Riding off the gear right, uh, twisted, ayy Tell her roll the blunt tight, uh, lipstick, ayy Can't slow it down, came up too quick Isn't this the tune woah, woah, woah, woah (woah) Howling at the moon, woah, woah, woah, woah (woah) Livin' in a dream but my eyes ain't closed I put everything on the line for the goals
Writer(s): Ishmael Montague, Brian Collins Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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