Red Lights

[Intro]
Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe, buh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, come on
(Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe, buh)
Yeah, slatt, it's 'Box

[Chorus]
I don't stop at red lights, bitch, I'm in a fast car
I don't fuck with your type, my bitches be bad broads
Came a long way from handcuffs, I got a Audemar
Big bag, big mad, your bitch said she want a star
I don't stop at red lights, bitch, I'm in a fast car
I don't fuck with your type, my bitches be bad broads
Came a long way from handcuffs, I got a Audemar
Big bag, big mad, your bitch said she want a star

[Verse 1]
Shit got real they like, “Shoebox chill”, bitch, I was just in the field
I need a mill', matter a fact make that five, if we talkin’ a deal
See I gotta check and I got respect, have Boss Top at your neck
And folks like shootin’ while he drivin’, bitch, he ridin’ in a Scat
This a Hеllcat that bitch go vroom-vroom, we tryna scoom-scoom
Pop out that cut and line ‘em up and thеn we boom
Long live HK and Platoon
I know Heaven got some room, but I ain’t goin’ out sweet
Send this bitch right to the moon

[Chorus]
I don't stop at red lights, bitch, I'm in a fast car
I don't fuck with your type, my bitches be bad broads
Came a long way from handcuffs, I got a Audemar
Big bag, big mad, your bitch said she want a star
I don't stop at red lights, bitch, I'm in a fast car
I don't fuck with your type, my bitches be bad broads
Came a long way from handcuffs, I got a Audemar
Big bag, big mad, your bitch said she want a star

[Verse 2]
Crash the 'Cat doin’ one-fifty, you’ll think we fuck with Herb
Bad lil’ bitch ridin’ in the back, she not from sixty-third
Old nigga play it any type of way, we leave ‘em on the curb
Kal too hot, he be thirsty, get to shootin’ like Larry Bird
This a hot car, filled with hot Glocks, that bitch go fah-fah
Slide on the opps, then that car go to the chop shop
Ah-ha, them hollows hot as hell, he need a doctor
Who shot ya? We don’t fuck with ghosts, only choppers

[Chorus]
I don't stop at red lights, bitch, I'm in a fast car
I don't fuck with your type, my bitches be bad broads
Came a long way from handcuffs, I got a Audemar
Big bag, big mad, your bitch said she want a star
I don't stop at red lights, bitch, I'm in a fast car
I don't fuck with your type, my bitches be bad broads
Came a long way from handcuffs, I got a Audemar
Big bag, big mad, your bitch said she want a star