Styles P - Red Eye Lyrics
(Verse 1)I go with it - I'm so with itFirst class flight overseas, I'm low with itStretching out the chair, wearin' low in itThinkin' of a house in Cali - can I grow in it?Throw a booth in the place, imagine how I'd flow in itOuter space bars, Ozs to the face, y'allBowl by the hottub in case, y'allPlush life - laugh and I smile a lotLight it up - bottle popBlowin' kush from San Diego to OttawaA long way from the days I used to bottle upKeeping all of my feelings bottled upKeeping all of the guns hollowed upNow we gettin' rich, gettin' twisted like OliverMoney, pile it up -yeahThe first go around, then again when we follow up(Hook x2)Money, power, kush, sourHaze, airy, pills, powderPull it out, ***** back, let the lead flyThen a nigga gone on the red eye(Verse 2)Livin' and drivin' in big shitIf I die tonight, ***** it, my kids richSick shit, get your wig splitNothin' personal, real nig shitI'm on fire, you just smokin'Playin' tennis with my connect, US OpenBlock's my office, no days off itThe loudest person's usually the softestCoke is gorgeous, ice is flawlessIt's repercussions that come with all thisGun off safety 'til they come and replace meYou know what they say, death comes in Tracys(Hook x2)Money, power, kush, sourHaze, airy, pills, powderPull it out, ***** back, let the lead flyThen a nigga gone on the red eye(Verse 3)More fun than festivalsAudemars and oysters perpetualsGoon niggas that turn niggas to vegetablesLong as it's coke, being broke's unacceptableWord to the zero that go after the decimalMay I double the way I bubbleThem ballers, the shit that brought AI troubleIf rap had a Dave Stern, believe I'm himThink not? Bet the money in your Levis, then...Digital... analogueAlways had catalogue, the bulls for the matadorBut if I see red like the Bulls doSomebody's gettin' shot and won't pull throughGot more animals than a zoo doYeah, it's Ghost The GrandMother*****ers should scram or get killed with they man(Hook x2)Money, power, kush, sourHaze, airy, pills, powderPull it out, ***** back, let the lead flyThen a nigga gone on the red eye
