Red & Yellow

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

My car is red and (my car is read)

My diamond's yellow

Menoh

My car is red and my diamonds yellow

I shoot like I'm melo (yeah, yeah)

Menoh

My car is red and my diamonds yellow

I shoot like I'm melo, her booty like jell-o

You are not my mans, nigga, you're not my fellow

You askin' for favors, look at you like: Hell no

And my car is red and my diamonds yellow

I shoot like I'm melo, her booty like jell-o

You are not my mans, nigga, you're not my fellow

You askin' for favors, look at you like: Hell no

Ayy, flooded my wrist with ice, knockout first round like mike

The leeches suck me dry, just like a parasite

I'm at the mountain view, they tryna reach my height

My trap phone jumpin', I don't need no satellite

We left the spot stankin', we had the club jumpin'

My pockets full of money, that bitch she wanna touch it

My brother really clutchin', he up it like it's nothin'

Let me make a phone call, stanley come through, get to bussin'

It ain't no back and forth, we ain’t gon' argue with you

If it ain't 'bout the money, then nigga what's the issue?

Say you want war with us, then we unloadin' missiles

I ride or die beside my shit, I see it with a clear view

How you change on me? People lame and phony

I'ma go out like I'm tony, nobody can come control me

Rockstar on my tomb, I be by my lonely

Zoom past, smokin' on some og, word to my og

My car is red and my diamonds yellow

I shoot like I'm melo, her booty like jell-o

You are not my mans, nigga, you're not my fellow

You askin' for favors, look at you like: Hell no

And my car is red and my diamonds yellow

I shoot like I'm melo, her booty like jell-o

You are not my mans, nigga, you're not my fellow

You askin' for favors, look at you like: Hell no

We ahead in the race, I do the dash

Know these haters tryna take my place but they in last

Lil' shorty, thick up in the waist, I'm on her ass

Never settle down for second place, I'd rather pass

Suicide moshpit, I'm in the crowd with the fans

If my brother down bad, you know I'm throwin' him bands

He hit the trap, make it jump, with the pots and the pans

I know you rather see me broke but that's not part of the plan

I'm a grade a nigga, I leave you where you stand

Never mind the bullshit, I never hear what they're sayin'

Mob ties with the fam, we ain't shakin' your hand

All we got, never flop, we rock out like a band

I put my team on with this, used to dream 'bout this shit

Manifest with my gift, they believe in my shit

Butterfly doors, you can't see in this whip

Feel like trippie redd, this life is a trip