Red Lyrics by NBA YoungBoy from the “I Rest My Case” album is a Newly released English song. Red Lyrics are written by YoungBoy Never Broke Again, TayTayMadeIt & Vintage Rippah while the song is produced by TayTayMadeIt & Vintage Rippah. The song was published on January 6, 2023.
Red Song Details:
| Song: | Red |
| Album: | I Rest My Case |
| Singer(s): | NBA YoungBoy |
| Produced by: | TayTayMadeIt & Vintage Rippah |
| Written by: | YoungBoy Never Broke Again, TayTayMadeIt & Vintage Rippah |
| Label: | Motown Records & Never Broke Again |
| Release Date: | January 6, 2023 |
Red Lyrics
(Who made this sh*t?)
(TayTay made the beat)
Hm, yeah, uh-huh, yeah
My whole life red
B*tch, I bang that red
Babygirl, who the f**k is you?
New b*tch go to LSU
If I want to, I —?
—? take off yo’ head
Styling my stylist, she bringing it in
I can do it myself, but we perfect together
Run up that money, we working together
Rich for the water, we surfing together
Neck full of water, young n**ga propeller
Why? ‘Cause I’m flyer than all of these n**gas
You’re not alone, you’re not alone, oh, baby
I put that sh*t on
I can show you how to put that sh*t on, oh, baby
Up the TEC, I can’t lose it, I stay groovy
And I make music, watch me do it
I see you like to move it
Come on, bae, let me see you get to it
I’m a fool, they say that I’m foolish
From a hood up inside Baton Rouge
Put a n**ga up inside a bullpen
He won’t make it out, body left laying out
I be thinking a lot of sh*t ruined
Steady be tryna figure my plan out
Got the money, they know I’m the man now
Know they human, I tell them to stand out
N**ga that it was safe ’til we ran down
Brodie knock off your face, keep your hands down
Pour the sh*t out, I’m drinking it sour
Two ounces drop in a twenty ounce
Told that girl she is mine forever
That girl, she was lost, not found
Told her, get her life together
F**king up, I don’t need you around (Ooh)
Now I realize I lose if I lose you
—? blues them clues
Ain’t got to workout, I’m flexing the uh
Young n**ga, AI, you know I got moves
Drivingit in and I’m laying it up
I’m on the battlefield
Yeah, living life like Call Of Duty, for real
I’m holding a bag of pills, yeah
Got shawty inside of here shooting, for real
My whole life red
B*tch, I bang that red
Babygirl, who the f**k is you?
New b*tch go to LSU
If I want to, I —?
—? take off yo’ head
Styling my stylist, she bringing it in
I can do it myself, but we perfect together
Run up that money, we working together
Rich for the water, we surfing together
Neck full of water, young n**ga propeller
Why? ‘Cause I’m flyer than all of these n**gas
You’re not alone, you’re not alone, oh, baby
I put that sh*t on
I can show you how to put that sh*t on, oh, baby