Styles P - Red Eye lyrics

rate me

I go with it, I’m so with it

First class flight overseas, I’m low with it

Stretching out the chair, we ain’t low in it

Thinking of our house in Cali, can I grow in it

Throw a hoof in the place, imagine how I flow in it

Outer space bars, OZ’s to the face, y’all

Ball by the hot tub and case, y’all

Plush life, laugh and I smile a lot

Light it up, bottle pop, blowing kush from San Diego to Ottawa

A long way from the days I used to bottle up

Keeping all of my feelings bottled up

Keeping all of the guns hollowed up

Now we getting rich, getting twisted like Oliver

Money powered up, yeah

The first go around then again when we follow up

Money, power, kush, sour, haze, airy, pills, powder

Pull it out, cock back, let the lead fly

Then a nigga gone on a rig red eye

Living and driving in big shit

If I die tonight, fuck it, my kids rich

Sick shit, get your wig split, nothing personal, real nigga shit

I’m on fire, you just smoking

Playing tennis with my connect, US Open

Blocks my office, no days off it

Loudest person is usually the softest

Coke is gorgeous, ice is flawless

It’s repercussions that come with all this

Gone off safety till they come and replace me

You know what they say, death comes in traces

Money, power, kush, sour, haze, airy, pills, powder

Pull it out, cock back, let the lead fly

Then a nigga gone on a rig red eye

Money, power, kush, sour, haze, airy, pills, powder

Pull it out, cock back, let the lead fly

Then a nigga gone on a rig red eye

More fun than the festival

Audemars and oyster perpetual

Goon niggas that turn niggas to vegetables

Long as there’s coke, being broke is unacceptable

Word to the zero that go after the decimal

May I double the way I bubble

Them ballers, the shit that brought AI trouble

If rap had a Dave Stern, believe I’m him

Think not? Bet the money in your Levis, then

Digital, analog, always had catalogue, bulls for the matador

If I see red like the bulls do

Somebody’s getting shot and won’t pull through

Got more animals than a zoo do

Yeah, it’s ghost to stand, motherfucker should scram

Or get killed with their men

Money, power, kush, sour, haze, airy, pills, powder

Pull it out, cock back, let the lead fly

Then a nigga gone on a rig red eye

Money, power, kush, sour, haze, airy, pills, powder

Pull it out, cock back, let the lead fly

Then a nigga gone on a rig red eye