Green Light, Red Light lyrics

[Intro]
Bless you, Andy
Damn, that’s Surreal right there?
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Yeah, green light, red light
Bad b*tches you like
I don't give a f*ck what you like
I don't give a f*ck what you like
My b*tch mean and you nice
She like, "What you mean? You too nice"
Don't know what I seem, I'm too bright
My n*ggas, they loyal, can't choose sides
Green light, red light
Bad b*tches you like
I don't give a f*ck what you like
I don't give a f*ck what you like
Green light, red light
Bad b*tches you like
I don't give a f*ck what you like
I don't give a f*ck what you like, yeah

[Verse 1]
She said, "Boy, what's your sign?" I'm a Virgo
My b*tch a Libra, she got on no shirt though
She don't know, I got the four in my cup, I'ma stir it like Kirko
B.B Simon on my waist, should be VLONE
My b*tch classy, I turn her to a freak ho
Bought a 'Rari, I cannot drive the vehicle
Hit her spot every time like it's bingo
Skrrt off in a big body, I think I'm in a Jeep though
Yeah, he talkin' hot, leave that n*gga right finito
He movin' funny, yeah, I peeped though
Your b*tch, she on my body, want the skeet though
I just wan' get that money, call Carlito
Bringin' the opps in my live, Carlitoes
I'm on the Instagram Live
They talkin' that sh*t in the comments, I don't even read it
I got your b*tch on my body, she gon' let me beat it
I got a condom, I cannot seed it
Yeah, I got my b*tch and she conceited
I hurt your feelings but I didn't mean it
She off the Molly, she be livin' dreamin'
I feel like Blueface 'cause your b*tch gon' let me bleed it
[Chorus]
Yeah, green light, red light
Bad b*tches you like
I don't give a f*ck what you like
I don't give a f*ck what you like
My b*tch mean and you nice
She like, "What you mean? You too nice"
Don't know what I seem, I'm too bright
My n*ggas, they loyal, can't choose sides
Green light, red light
Bad b*tches you like
I don't give a f*ck what you like
I don't give a f*ck what you like
Green light, red light
Bad b*tches you like
I don't give a f*ck what you like
I don't give a f*ck what you like, yeah

[Verse 2]
Got a new check as soon as I walked in
Got a new check, yeah, these n*ggas see I'm ballin'
Step back on a n*gga, feelin' like Harden
Hopped on the TV, now your b*tch callin'
Step on the scene and I feel like the warden
Step on the scene and I know they envy
They know that I'm real when they met me
Skirt off the scene in a Benz or a Bentley
Drip too hard, these n*ggas cannot keep up
Drip too hard, I told 'em, "Pick your feet up"
I think I'm related to Fiji and Aquafina
Got your b*tch, I don't need her
McQueen got me feelin' glorious
My b*tch got me feelin' glorious
Got the ball in possession, I'm scorin' it
Already got famous, there's more to this
[Bridge]
Red light, red light, red light
My b*tch mean and she nice, yeah
My b*tch mean and she nice, yeah
My b*tch mean and she nice, yeah
My b*tch mean and she nice

[Chorus]
Yeah, green light, red light
Bad b*tches you like
I don't give a f*ck what you like
I don't give a f*ck what you like
My b*tch mean and you nice
She like, "What you mean? You too nice"
Don't know what I seem, I'm too bright
My n*ggas, they loyal, can't choose sides
Green light, red light
Bad b*tches you like
I don't give a f*ck what you like
I don't give a f*ck what you like
Green light, red light
Bad b*tches you like
I don't give a f*ck what you like
I don't give a f*ck what you like, yeah