Cherry Red

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
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
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!)
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
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?
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
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
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
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
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
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
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