NatStar - RED FLAG

Uh, yeah
Yeah lil mama you're the shit
I don't see no red flags
Say they got a problem
You can tell them niggas
Dead that
Shit when I be fucked up
You say where your head at
I be like where the head at
Yeah and we laugh
Moving through this bitch
So fluent where it's wet at
On the run like B&J
The shit just in our DNA
Don't do back and forth's
We're only fucking
With being great
The code or the law
We're sticking to it
The leader way
Yeah she the way
Yeah mama you the shit
I don't see no red flags
Say they got a problem
You can tell them niggas
Dead that
You see when I'm fucked up
You like where your head at
I be like where the head at
Ha and we laugh
Shit we going on I call it We path
Journey in this bitch
We going hard until we crash
Learn a lot of shit
I took a L but he back
Very seldom I'm down
Just kneel and reach for my crown
From the second she down
Give her respect when she around
Beauty so full of class
But I got my hand on that ass
No worries give shit to God
Be patient ain't shit worth
Coming fast
Fine as fuck on site
But I fuck with her
For what's under that
I'm coming back
Cause yeah mama you the shit
I don't see no red flags
Say they got a problem
You can tell them niggas
Dead that
You see when I'm fucked up
You be like where your head at
I be like where the head at
Yeah and we laugh
Just chilling blowing ZA
In the air where your legs at
That feeling I got you
Couch or the room
Where the bed at
In the kitchen we talking
You cooking
That's where I'm fed at
God speaks
To you and what he wrote
You done read that
Real shit
Real nigga follow
Wherever lead at
I will slip
Fall I ain't perfect
And you accept that
Mill ticket
After that paper
Shit where the bread at
A little nigga
But you see a king
And no red flags
Me and you
Fuck the world
On the dead homies
Stuck to the code forever
We bled for it
We hit the ground running
No checkered flag
Yeah this shit's a marathon forever
Write a check to that
I'll bet on that
Cause yeah mama you the shit
I don't see no red flags
Say they got a problem
You can tell them niggas
Dead that
Shit when I be fucked up
You be like where your head at
I be like where the head at
Yeah and we laugh
Moving through this bitch
So fluent where it's wet at
On the run like B and J
The shit just in our DNA
Don't do back and forth's
We're only fucking
With being great
The code or the law
We're sticking to it
The leader way
Cause she the way
She the way
She the way
She the way
Cause she the way
She the way
She the way
She the way
Cause she the way
Yeah girl, fine wine
She the way
Yeah girl you're like fine wine
She the way
Yeah girl, fine wine
She the way
Yeah girl you're like fine wine
Cause she the way
Yeah girl, fine wine
She the way
Yeah girl you're like fine wine
She the way
Yeah girl, fine wine
She the way
Yeah girl you're like fine wine
Cause she the way

Written by:
Chris Stowe

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