Redster - FISHBOWL Lyrics

Lyrics FISHBOWL - Redster




Whole lotta diamonds on the wrist, guarantee you gon see that flash
Hey, hey, I don't know what I gotta do to guarantee I'mma make that bag
Hey
I can't ever lose, no I can't ever go out bad
Lost my heart, oh well, too bad
Had to bounce back, Gear 5, just laugh
Had to up fye on that boy, get back
I just roll up blunt, count racks
No fishbowl whip, hatin from outside
Can't see you windows black
Countin my numbers, my stats
You a big lame, tryna copy swag
Shawty chose sides and I bet he'll crash
I never stress, just roll up grass
She complaining
She mad at me, need to find herself
I start raging
Maybe I'm not as good as I thought myself
(Don't ever- Don't ever- Don't)
(Don't ever- Don't ever- Don't ever fold) (Yea!)
(Don't ever- Don't ever- Don't)
(Don't ever- Don't ever- Don't ever fold) (Go!)
Whole lotta diamonds on the wrist, guarantee you gon see that flash
Hey, hey, I don't know what I gotta do to guarantee I'mma make that bag
Hey
I can't ever lose, no I can't ever go out bad
Lost my heart, oh well, too bad
Had to bounce back, Gear 5, just laugh
Baby, I don't know how to stay down
Made my heart jump when you came 'round
I keep staring at your figure when you lay down
Way she grabbin on my sword, come get slayed now
Gimme face now
I just flipped lil baby over, put her face down
She done told me beat it up, she had to brace now
Crazy diamonds on my wrist I had to breakdown
Baby, how this love so poisonous?
Diving in her water, it's La Croix in this
When it's over we start crashing like Kuroi in this
Longer we're together, baby it's destroyin us
You just want the Trojan like you bringing Troy wit us
I been raging like a Spartan, God of War wit us
Bae I think I had enough, it's no more of us
Whole lotta diamonds on the wrist, guarantee you gon see that flash
Hey, hey, I don't know what I gotta do to guarantee I'mma make that bag
Hey
I can't ever lose, no I can't ever go out bad
Lost my heart, oh well, too bad
Had to bounce back, Gear 5, just laugh
Whole lotta diamonds on the wrist, guarantee you gon see that flash
Hey, hey, I don't know what I gotta do to guarantee I'mma make that bag
Hey
I can't ever lose, no I can't ever go out bad
Lost my heart, oh well, too bad
Had to bounce back, Gear 5, just laugh
She complaining
She mad at me, need to find herself
I start raging
Maybe I'm not as good as I thought myself
(Broadcasting live in Living Color!)
(I just rolled- I just rolled up)
(I just rolled up blunt, count racks)
(No fishbowl whip)
(Hatin' from outside, can't see you, windows black)



Writer(s): Marcus Ragsdale


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