Red Light lyrics

[Intro: Kalan.FrFr]
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

[Chorus: Kalan.FrFr]
I met lil' mama in the city by the beach (yeah)
TLC she like to creep with me
I met lil' mama in the city by the beach
TLC she like to creep with me (yeah)
And she know how to be a freak for me (yeah)
Nasty, eat up the D for me (yeah, yeah)
And she know I got my cash right (yeah, aye)
Fast money, NASCAR, fast life (yeah, yeah)
And I know lil' mama head right (yeah)
Pulling up we f*cking at the red light (woah, woah)

[Post-Chorus: Kalan.FrFr]
Hit the gas at the red light (yeah)
No green no yellow sipping red sprite (woah, woah)
And she know I got my check right
Pulling up we f*cking at the red light (woah, woah)

[Verse 1: 2020 Zayy & Kalan.FrFr ]
Pockets don’t worry about a limit no
She want it, she know she can get it
Two for real, had to link with my n*gga
2020 we got perfect vision
She text me come give me that D
When we don’t you don’t want me to leave
Told you, "baby I’m playing for keeps"
I love the fact she a freak
She let me pull it over at the red light
Ain’t no discussion, we f*cking, I’ll get your legs right
I’ll go buy you that baby Birkin if your head right
We make the back of the Bentley feel like a bed don’t it
Oh, I know that pus*y get wet, I put my hands on it
Left hand gripping the wheel, I got my right on your panties
Oh, I love it when you get nasty, you throwing it at me
Oh I love it when you get nasty (yeah)
[Chorus: Kalan.FrFr]
I met lil mama in the city by the beach
TLC she like to creep with me (yeah)
And she know how to be a freak for me (yeah)
Nasty, eat up the D for me (yeah yeah)
And she know I got my cash right (yeah) (aye)
Fast money, NASCAR, fast life (yeah yeah)
And I know lil mama head right (yeah)
Pulling up we f*cking at the red light (woah woah)

[Verse 2: 2020 Zayy]
Smoking dope in the red like district
Run up on me, you know you get hit quick
I f*ck his main, ain’t no secret
Big booty got resized, yeah I freaked it
She need to hire some good love
b*tch calling for a f*ck and some good drugs
Double my cup, Glock on me cause there’s no trust
I pop a pilly to save us
Spend it all, you know it ain’t much
She want to f*ck at the red light
Can’t wait till we get to the bed like
f*cking, yeah we going all night (yeah)
Yeah she like pow pow
First class on the trip we f*cking mile high
She make me pullin' it over by the read light
When it’s over she get back to the side line
[Chorus: Kalan.FrFr]
I met lil' mama in the city by the beach
TLC she like to creep with me (yeah)
And she know how to be a freak for me (yeah)
Nasty, eat up the D for me (yeah yeah)
And she know I got my cash right (yeah) (aye)
Fast money, NASCAR, fast life (yeah yeah)
And I know lil' mama head right (yeah)
Pullin' up we f*cking at the red light (woah woah)