Red & Yellow (From Road To Fast 9 Mixtape)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah My car is red My car is red And my diamond's yellow Menoh My car is red and my diamonds yellow I shoot like I'm Melo Yeah, yeah Menoh Chorus My car is red and my diamonds yellow I shoot like I'm Melo, her booty like Jell-o Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You are not my mans, nigga, you're not my fellow You askin' for favors, look at you like Hell no Yeah, yeah And my car is red and my diamonds yellow I shoot like I'm Melo, her booty like Jell-o Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You are not my mans, nigga, you're not my fellow You askin' for favors, look at you like Hell no Yeah, yeah, yeah Verse 1 Ayy, flooded my wrist with ice, knockout first round like Mike They leechin', suck me dry, just like a parasite I'm at the mountain view, they tryna reach my height My trap phone jumpin', I don't need no satellite We left the spot stankin', we had the club jumpin' My pockets full of money, that bitch she wanna touch it My brother really clutchin', he up it like it's nothin' Let me make a phone call, Stanley come through, get to bussin' It ain't no back and forth, we ain't gon' argue with you If it ain't 'bout the money, then nigga what's the issue Say you want war with us, then we unloadin' missiles I ride or die beside my shit, I see it with a clear view How you change on me People lame and phony I'ma go out like I'm Tony, nobody can come control me Rockstar on my tomb, I be by my lonely Zoom past, smokin' on some OG, word to my OG Ayy, ayy Chorus My car is red and my diamonds yellow I shoot like I'm Melo, her booty like Jell-o Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You are not my mans, nigga, you're not my fellow You askin' for favors, look at you like Hell no Yeah, yeah And my car is red and my diamonds yellow I shoot like I'm Melo, her booty like Jell-o Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You are not my mans, nigga, you're not my fellow You askin' for favors, look at you like Hell no Yeah, yeah, yeah Verse 2 We ahead in the race, I do the dash Know these haters tryna take my place but they in last Lil' shorty, thick up in the waist, I'm on her ass Never settle down for second place, I'd rather pass Suicide moshpit, I'm in the crowd with the fans If my brother down bad, you know I'm throwin' him bands He hit the trap, make it jump, with the pots and the pans I know you rather see me broke but that's not part of the plan I'm a grade-A nigga, I leave you where you stand Never mind the bullshit, I never hear what they're sayin' Mob ties with the fam, we ain't shakin' your hand All we got, never flop, we rock out like a band I put my team on with this, used to dream 'bout this shit Manifest with my gift, they believe in my shit Butterfly doors, you can't see in this whip Feel like Trippie Redd, this life is a trip, bitch Ayy, ayy, ayy Chorus My car is red and my diamonds yellow I shoot like I'm Melo, her booty like Jell-o Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You are not my mans, nigga, you're not my fellow You askin' for favors, look at you like Hell no Yeah, yeah And my car is red and my diamonds yellow I shoot like I'm Melo, her booty like Jell-o Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You are not my mans, nigga, you're not my fellow You askin' for favors, look at you like Hell no Yeah, yeah, yeah