Songtexte Red Cup - Phoenixinredd

I'm on the road
Funny how people be using the money to get to control

Who am I?
New drink, cranberry on the ice
Jeans blue, cup red like my eyes
That's right, I got higher than a kite (Yeah, that's right)
She just poured the Wockhardt with Sprite
I just heard she down, damn, that's tight
Take her to the back seat, dim lights
23 minutes in like Mike
She do all that cinnamon, that's spice
I heard that she kills men, takes life
Gotta keep my guard up, keep sight
She gon' pull my heartstrings too tight
Top five, top five, top five
Inside voice when you see me outside
Car make noise, yeah the whip gon' glide
Doors need therapy, thinking suicide

I feel so down, for real
Might smoke a gram or an ounce, for real
Numb pain with nights on the town, for real
Honestly I don't know how to feel
Yeah
Black heart with some black lungs
Past haunts and I can't run, yeah
Put together just to come undone
I'm so under the weather and I can't see the sun
Now I'm running round the city with an ice pick
Yeah, I had to flip the mood like a light switch
And your girl, she a fan, yeah she like this
Got the dawgs in a brawl, call me Mike Vick
Got them Vans off the wall, let me skate this, uh
Fuck that B-shit, I need A-list, yuh
Took a shot, and she want to come and taste this, yuh
Never really thought we'd try and pace this, nah

Fuck em' all
I pick the pieces up but I don't pick up your calls
She wanna fight, shawtee go pick up your drawers
I know you love me, you love me, I don't love at all
I don't love at all

Who am I?
New drink, cranberry on the ice
Jeans blue, cup red like my eyes
That's right, I got higher than a kite (Yeah, that's right)
She just poured the Wockhardt with Sprite
I just heard she down, damn, that's tight
Take her to the back seat, dim lights
23 minutes in like Mike
She do all that cinnamon, that's spice
I heard that she kills men, takes life
Gotta keep my guard up, keep sight
She gon' pull my heartstrings too tight
Top five, top five, top five
Inside voice when you see me outside
Car make noise, yeah the whip gon' glide
Doors need therapy, thinking suicide