Red Flags

I'm up in the hills no Beverley
Shawty ride me off the ketamine
Baby gotta strip need celery
I been poppin x, pop a battery
These some dungarees
Fuck Amiri jeans
I Don't need designer, fuck the shiny things
I can Pull ya bitch in a vintage tee
I don't take pics, no photo
Ain't shit free, no promo
I'm a playboi like Beno
Trauma only fuck with a freak hoe
You pussy, you Cheeto
In the background like Tito
Counting up bread, I'm keto
Counting up green, like CeeLo

Yeah that's facts
How you gon' move like that when ya shit go bad
Shit don't last
How you gon' move like that when ya shit go bad
That's a red flag, baby yeah
That's a red flag
That's a red flag
That's a red flag
Baby yeah
Baby yeah
Baby yeah
That's a red flag
That's a red flag, baby yeah
That's a red flag
That's a red flag, baby yeah

No yellow tape I ain't coming with a warning
Grew up by then gators in the bayou no Jordan's
Throw it in the pot yeah sha, ya shawty
Scissorhands with the forty's
Got up out the house can't relate sorry Cory
Choppa Jackie Chan hit ya organs
Purple cup trauma movin like a tortoise
No you cannot hide no Adonis

On this side, no
Face yo fears
Face yo life
U can't hide, no
Face yo life, no
On this side, no
You can't run
You can't hide
On this side, no
No, no

Yeah that's facts
How you gon' move like that when ya shit go bad
Shit don't last
How you gon' move like that when ya shit go bad
That's a red flag, baby yeah
That's a red flag
That's a red flag
That's a red flag
Baby yeah
Baby yeah
Baby yeah
That's a red flag
That's a red flag
That's a red flag
That's a red flag, baby yeah