Cherry Red

[Pre-Chorus]
If looks could only kill
You'd be (bop bop)
Might just throw a fit in designer
Talk big shit ‘cause I can back it up
Cherry red foreign with the peanut butter guts

[Chorus]
Cherry red, cherry red
Cherry red, cherry red
Know he big mad ‘cause he really pressed his luck
Cherry red foreign with the peanut butter guts

[Verse 1]
Take into account that my bank make a statement
Nigga you can bounce, that was our arrangement
At your mama house, probably in the basement
Finally figured out, you was never worth it
I ain’t read the fine print, that's facts
Really wasn't that fine, no cap
I’ve been gucci since I left where he at (Where he at?)
Scanning for the scammers in the back (In the back!)

[Chorus]
Cherry red, cherry red
Cherry red, cherry red
Know he big mad ‘cause he really pressed his luck
Cherry red foreign with the peanut butter guts

[Verse 2]
You can't dim my light I glow when it's dark
Limited edition, you can only find one
We was never racing it's me against the gun
I don't bear arms but I tote saint laurent
I don't need your Dada
Just to me Prada
Bitches give the side eye
I don't want the drama
Lucky's on my charm
But I’m blessed
Breeze every level
Where the test?

[Bridge]
Big mad never need a nigga for nothing
Played my cards right, yeah he thought I was bluffing
Old money, pockets ain’t on Benjamin Button
Use to be his remedy, now he's sick to his stomach

[Chorus]
Cherry red, cherry red
Cherry red, cherry red
Know he big mad ‘cause he really pressed his luck
Cherry red foreign with the peanut butter guts

[Verse 3 - Tray Haggerty]
I just bought a brand new drop
Push start, let it sing
Call it phantom of the op
I invested in a new stock
I don’t really care if that rap shit flop
‘Long as I put my grandma in the spot
That's a lot
Ice cream insides with the cherry on the top
I know shawty got a money fetish
And the rollie face cherry red like that shit embarrassed

[Pre-Chorus]
If looks could only kill
You'd be (bop bop)
Might just throw a fit in designer
Talk big shit ‘cause I can back it up
Cherry red foreign with the peanut butter guts

[Chorus]
Cherry red, cherry red
Cherry red, cherry red
Know he big mad ‘cause he really pressed his luck
Cherry red foreign with the peanut butter guts

[Pre-Chorus]
If looks could only kill
You'd be (bop bop)
Might just throw a fit in designer
Talk big shit ‘cause I can back it up
Cherry red foreign with the peanut butter guts

[Chorus]
Cherry red, cherry red
Cherry red, cherry red
Know he big mad ‘cause he really pressed his luck
Cherry red foreign with the peanut butter guts