No White Flags Destroy Lonely

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[Intro]
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah) (Yeah, real red flag) (Yeah-yeah)
(Ginseng, where are you?)
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah) (Yeah, he got a real red flag) (Yeah-yeah)
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah) (Yeah, he got a real red flag) (Yeah-yeah)

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah-yo
What my slime say? No white flags
My boy got a red flag, yeah, real red rag
My boy sip that red shit, yeah, he do that, do that
Yeah, my boy on that X shit, yeah, he do that, do that
Yeah, I count up some real cash, got a real big bag
Yeah, smoke 'bout them blue hunnids, you can get toe tagged
Oh yeah, and I love gettin' new money, bitch, I do that, do that
Yeah, when I come through fresh as fuck, they like, who that, who that

[Verse 1]
And I'm smokin' on pressure, but you knew that, knew that
Okay, she fresh, I'm finna undress her and she wit' that, wit' that
Can't fold under pressure, that shit'll tell a bitch nigga get back
Yeah-oh, fuck nigga, get back, yeah, I'ma blow his shit back
Red rag, red flag, shit, I think I heard that bitch say red rum
White cup, red pint, yeah, pour it up, goodnight, I'm geeked up
Dead man walkin', zombies everywhere, man, we just serve the junkies
What I smoke, this shit is skunkin', blowin' down the whole onion
Rock designer shit from Saint Laurent to the other shit these niggas not on
If you catch a bad bitch, better bring her in and don't treat her wrong
Fuck boy, outside in these streets, no, he not comin' home
My ho' drippin', real on fleek, yeah, she rockin' Des Garçons