Lyrics Red Light - R.J.

We do the dash, at the red light
I push the pedal to the metal, now I′m outta sight
When the turbo kick-in, I wonder if you tryin'
You said you was gonna beat me, Why you fuckin lyin′
Oh that's yo Honda, boy that's lil kid shit
Why you fixin′ up a hooptie, lil broke ass jit
If you ain′t got a real foreign, bitch you can't say shit
And every time I′m pullin' up, I got you throwing a fit
Cuz I been pushin′ up in Bimmers, since the day I could drive
Don't come flexin′ in a rental cuz we know that you lyin'
You been talking hella shit, but then be asking for rides
I took yo bitch for a spin, cuz she like how I drive
I'm in the parking lot pimpin′, doing doughnuts all night
I got a real great feeling, It′s gon' be a good night
I′m on my way to downtown, pullin' up w the fleet
So I can highly guarantee, you ain′t fuckin' with me
Lil bitch

I ain′t fuckin with a broke boi, or a broke bitch
If she ain't got a car, then I ain't tryna hit
Baby call me what you want, cuz I don′t really give a shit
I got that twin T engine
Push a button
Make it rip
I′mma blast off, like I'm Neutron
I′m the king of my city, what is you on
I heard you still making music, you should move on
I'm tryna′ make a hunnid racks, and get the fuck outta Tucson
Got a song with half a mil, and it still goin' up
I′m talkin' Tokyo Drift, see the views countin' up
Like the blue strips I′m thumbing thru
Got a paper cut, I be posted in the lot
With the fleet, smoking indica
In the car chiefin′, undercover sneaking
Bitch I mean it, undefeated king with yo bitch
Begging me to beat it
I ain't got the time to kick it
Tell her come another weekend
Ima tear it up, she like don′t stop, get it get it

We do the dash, at the red light
I push the pedal to the metal, now I'm outta sight
When the turbo kick-in, I wonder if you tryin′
You said you was gonna beat me, Why you fuckin lyin'