R3D LiN3 - Trippie Redd

Chopper low, head high, red dot, bullseye (Loesoe goin' crazy)

I cannot get jiggy with some ho niggas that's gon' choose sides

Lame-ass niggas, wish ya mommas got their tubes tied

You don't cross the motherfuckin' red line

Niggas hit me up, they heard the headlines

Can't even kick it with you, if you wasn't on Fox 5

All my niggas did crime

All my niggas did time, fed time

Boy, don't cross that red line, boy, don't cross that red line

Lil' boy, don't cross that red line, lil' boy, don't cross that red line

Red line, yeah, red slime, yeah, red eye, made love on the red eye, yeah

Feelin' down, keep your head up

Tote a whole hunnid rounds, get yo' head bust

Yeah, racin' to the money, take a shortcut

I just poured Wockesha in a red cup

I might have to mix it with some yellow Tussin

Fuck the opps, they ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

Shots settin' off the car alarms

Yeah, they tryna bring me down, but I keep goin' hard

Bet you love me now with all your Chrome Heart

Got a purple Fanta, red bandana

I ain't playin' 'round, walkin' 'round with that blammer

Yeah, walkin' 'round with that hammer

Woah-woah-woah-woah

Woah-woah-woah-woah

Chopper low, head high, red dot, bullseye

I cannot get jiggy with some ho niggas that's gon' choose sides

Lame-ass niggas, wish ya mommas got their tubes tied

You don't cross the motherfuckin' red line

Niggas hit me up, they heard the headlines

Can't even kick it with you, if you wasn't on Fox 5

All my niggas did crime

All my niggas did time, fed time

Boy, don't cross that red line, boy, don't cross that red line

Lil' boy, don't cross that red line, lil' boy, don't cross that red line

Red line, yeah, red slime, yeah, red eye, made love on the red eye, yeah