Red Cup (ft. Pusha T) by Brianna Perry
[Hook]
Red punch, red cup, I'm drunk
Red punch, red cup, I'm drunk
Red punch, red cup, I'm drunk
I'm the hold up, wanna, aha
Red punch, red cup, I'm drunk
Red punch, red cup, I'm drunk
Red punch, red cup, I'm drunk
I'm the hold up, wanna, aha
X rated, chicks getting faded
Prolly won't remember, I love it but I hate it
Say it, sub twitting be more specific
We in the section where the broke be restricted
Dude approach me asking for my digits
Like who in the hell still says digits
Like who in the hell still wears fiddits
Short patience, sick midgets, switch it
You can never be me a tip it
I know I'm the snizhnick I roll with the small clip
Follow my footprints but I never go there
Because they never get it so it's like I lead em nowhere
Red punch, red cup I'm drunk
Before they throw me in the pool I'ma dunk
I'ma beat had a stop to get launch yeah
I'm the girl all the boys wanna aha
[Hook]
Red punch, red cup, I'm drunk
Red punch, red cup, I'm drunk
Red punch, red cup, I'm drunk
I'm the hold up, wanna, aha
Red punch, red cup, I'm drunk
Red punch, red cup, I'm drunk
Red punch, red cup, I'm drunk
I'm the hold up, wanna, aha
Red punch, red cup, she drunk
Red coupe, red bottoms, she jump
Red label, rose mo I stunt
Red light, blue light, I run
Oh boy, see the band on his wrist, he a dope boy
Keep his hand on the brick he got no choice
Let the glock do the talking, he got no voice
Peep game, peep lame from afar
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