Gucci Mane, BiC Fizzle, BigWalkDog – Red Flag

Lyrics Red Flag – Gucci Mane, BiC Fizzle & BigWalkDog

I can’t do no show without no comma, that’s a red flag
He ain’t no boss, he can’t do what he wanna, now, that’s a red flag
Don’t confuse these carats with no pointers, that’s a red flag
Dismiss me with that baby mama drama, now that’s a red flag
Shorty got more followers than dollars, that’s a red flag
She say she suck the deeck, but she don’t swallow, now, that’s a red flag
B**ch, how you grown but still live with your mama, that’s a red flag
B**ch, how you totin’ a bag without no cash, now, that’s a red flag

Red flag, give your Glock and a thirty
Get ’em in, get ’em gone in a hurry
Walk in your trap and take over your trap
They know I do this with a courtesy
Red flag if you ain’t ever heard of me
I’m the one posted in the hood, where the murder be
Lil’ mama bad, with an a*s like Cardi B
She let me f**k for the free, but for you a fee

G-Grey flag, diamond
Whole lotta cash from ramen
Plus, I can still go post in the hood
They playin’ this murder for money
Ayo, Gotto, send me a hundo
I let ’em go for the low, I ain’t hidin’
Red flag if you f**k with the bags, send the blatt
Have them youngings go stay where you hidin’

No yap
He diss, one K get slapped
Two phones, one strictly trap
F**ked the ho’ and I’m kickin’ her out
Red flag, you ain’t gettin’ no money
You on internet, tastin’ that clout
Red flag, you cuffin’ these h*es
Fly her out, my deeck in her mouth
I’m playin’

I can’t do no show without no comma, that’s a red flag
He ain’t no boss, he can’t do what he wanna, now, that’s a red flag
Don’t confuse these carats with no pointers, that’s a red flag
Dismiss me with that baby mama drama, now that’s a red flag
Shorty got more followers than dollars, that’s a red flag
She say she suck the deeck, but she don’t swallow, now, that’s a red flag
B**ch, how you grown but still live with your mama, that’s a red flag
B**ch, how you totin’ a bag without no cash, now, that’s a red flag

Wait, how you know the plug, but ain’t met the plug, see, that’s a red flag
You talkin’ ’bout you trap, we know you cappin’, he was deadass
But that WalkDog push a Lambo’ truck for breakfast, he just sped past
Be the first one to pop my s**t when we pop out, ’cause I was dead last
I got rich off songs and this phone and this red bag
And I’m hoppin’ off a plane, pop Percs for pain, ’cause I got jet lag
The plug say, Pull up, and you gotta wait, that’s a red flag
Whole time he fishin’ chickens, you the bait, you a dead man

On Bouldacrest, right by the Texaco
So Icy WalkDog, 1017 Eskimo
Just like a spot, Poolie told him Let him go
Hey, you got this, you got that, I’ma tell ’em though
And l can mail a ‘bow and I can melt some more
That’s a red flag if you diss, but you scared of smoke
Say it’s opp for the men, well, you smell it though
Cane and hella dope, man, this some bulls**t, dawg

I can’t do no show without no comma, that’s a red flag
He ain’t no boss, he can’t do what he wanna, now, that’s a red flag
Don’t confuse these carats with no pointers, that’s a red flag
Dismiss me with that baby mama drama, now that’s a red flag
Shorty got more followers than dollars, that’s a red flag
She say she suck the deeck, but she don’t swallow, now, that’s a red flag
B**ch, how you grown but still live with your mama, that’s a red flag
B**ch, how you totin’ a bag without no cash, now, that’s a red flag…

Written by Gucci Mane, BiC Fizzle, BigWalkDog, Tay Keith & DJ Meech
Produced by Tay Keith, AJ Hitz & DJ Meech
Gucci Mane | BiC Fizzle | BigWalkDog | 2022

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