Red Flags (Remix) JUST BANG (Ft. E-40 & Too $hort)

[Verse 1: Just Bang]
Liking every nigga picture, that's a red flag
Phone on do not disturb, that's a red flag
Calling every nigga brother, that's a red flag
You don't ask me for no rubber, that's a red flag
You don't cook, you don't clean, that's a red flag
No designer in your closet, that's a red flag
Ain't no money in your wallet, that's a red flag
Popping pussy on the car, that's a red flag
Selling pussy on your period, that's a red rag
You ain't never got your kids, that's a red flag
Knowing every nigga dick, that's a red flag
You ain't tryna get no bread, that's a red flag
Pulling out with bad tags, that's a red flag
Stealing out of Wallgreens, that's a red flag
You got 5 baby daddies, that's a red flag
You still staying with your mama, that's a red flag
Speaking down on your nigga, that's a red flag
Your frontal always lifting up, that's a red flag
Your lashes always coming off, that's a red flag
The bitch always running off, that's a red flag
You tuck your tag in your shirt, that's a red flag
Bitch, you be stealing where you work, that's a red flag
You keep popping all these percs, that's a red flag
You say you scam and it don't work, that's a red flag
You sharing clothes with your partner, that's a red flag
You always tryna hit the bottle, that's a red flag
Y'all 6 deep in a honda, that's a red flag
You fucked your baby daddy partner, that's a red flag
Your house on the C.P.N., that's a red flag
You always gotta sneak me in, that's a red flag
You only posting your close friends, that's a red flag
You sent your nigga to the pen, that's a red flag