Lyrics Red Alert - MiG

Oo its drippin get a bucket and I'll mop it
Know she wanna hit I say fuck it and she drop it
She so lit she ain't stayin on the topic
Shawty hit the chronic and you know they both exotic
She a succubus a little bit demonic
Look up and she see me on the TV Panasonic
She don't know my name and the shits ironic
Tatted on my torso yeah it's so iconic

She a thot and she tryna get sticky
Gucci belt and my boots kickin Ricky
Fendi jeans give me top get to work
Red alert I don't got a fuckin' shirt bitch

Hit a lick, little bitch I'm a menace
Open up her legs and I'm swimmin into Venice
Got my jacket cos I flooded the canal
Double C level drip or drown in Chanel
No surprise that she want me for my cash flow
Cause I diagnosed that shit with a lab coat
Pussy good so I eat it like a asshole
Yeah I claimed that shit with a flag pole

She a thot and she tryna get sticky
Gucci belt and my boots kickin Ricky
Fendi jeans give me top get to work
Red alert I don't got a fucken' shirt bitch

Know she love my swagger and she love my braggadocio
Man I really got a wake up call when she said choke me though
Now she go by Josephine where did little Josie go
Know I said I didn't care but baby I'm Pinocchio
Real boy, know she swallow like a whale
Know she got friends got a nose for the yayo
Bet she'd prolly spend all my bread on a sale
Onomatopoeia on the bed holy grail
Tried to give her space she wrote my name in her death note
Made her take it back when I tied her to the bedpost
Hotel California yeah she think she been the best host
So why'd she see a ghost when I asked her where'd the rest go though

She a thot and she tryna get sticky
Gucci belt and my boots kickin Ricky
Fendi jeans give me top get to work
Red alert I don't got a fucken' shirt bitch