Back to Top

Lor Will - Red Eye Lyrics



Lor Will - Red Eye Lyrics




You on the low
Ya nigga know
F*ckin ya hoe
She onna go
Go onna road
We onna roll
I talk it slow
Just so u know

Bitches creep I just want a phillip
Pain is deep speak my shit onna beat
Gotta eat for my family I preach yea
I talk my shit to the street
Game onna lock but I said I'm the key
Keep it real so the f*cking wit me
I know niggas don't be real so they lie
So on fire I got redeye
Shooting dice I got deadeye
Say u better that's a landslide
Don't a need girl
Dating blue guys
They run the world
It's a blue sky
F*ck wit my team you get stepped on bitch
My name better put respect on bitch
Yeah know that I'm slept on
Glow wit my neck on
Gotta spend a check on this yeah

Yung lion get to the K
You don't gotta talk like you from the A
Cooking up I feel like Bobby flay
Imma put the cabbage straight onna tray
My bitch bad imma tell her to slay
Rip Lor tre Freddie gray
U ain't need to die walking away
But the police hate a nigga to play
You Betta watch ya diameter
I set the trend like I'm Africa
U get the money and pass it up
I call the shots like ambassador
My nigga whipping the spatula
Hope he don't like the rest of ya
I need the money a plethora
Please do not shoot at the messenger
I was just tellin ya
Watch ya back
You got some drugs don't know how to act
Looking at you like u proud of that
The send them shots and you outta there
Hope you don't die inna ac
For respect That you never going get
You a bitch no matter who you been with
Facts
My niggas mobile like lyft
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




You on the low
Ya nigga know
F*ckin ya hoe
She onna go
Go onna road
We onna roll
I talk it slow
Just so u know

Bitches creep I just want a phillip
Pain is deep speak my shit onna beat
Gotta eat for my family I preach yea
I talk my shit to the street
Game onna lock but I said I'm the key
Keep it real so the f*cking wit me
I know niggas don't be real so they lie
So on fire I got redeye
Shooting dice I got deadeye
Say u better that's a landslide
Don't a need girl
Dating blue guys
They run the world
It's a blue sky
F*ck wit my team you get stepped on bitch
My name better put respect on bitch
Yeah know that I'm slept on
Glow wit my neck on
Gotta spend a check on this yeah

Yung lion get to the K
You don't gotta talk like you from the A
Cooking up I feel like Bobby flay
Imma put the cabbage straight onna tray
My bitch bad imma tell her to slay
Rip Lor tre Freddie gray
U ain't need to die walking away
But the police hate a nigga to play
You Betta watch ya diameter
I set the trend like I'm Africa
U get the money and pass it up
I call the shots like ambassador
My nigga whipping the spatula
Hope he don't like the rest of ya
I need the money a plethora
Please do not shoot at the messenger
I was just tellin ya
Watch ya back
You got some drugs don't know how to act
Looking at you like u proud of that
The send them shots and you outta there
Hope you don't die inna ac
For respect That you never going get
You a bitch no matter who you been with
Facts
My niggas mobile like lyft
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: William Jennings
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Back to: Lor Will



Lor Will - Red Eye Video
(Show video at the top of the page)


Performed By: Lor Will
Length: 2:41
Written by: William Jennings

Tags:
No tags yet