Red & Yellow (from "Road To Fast 9" mixtape)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My car is red and (My car is read)
My diamond's yellow
Menoh
My car is red and my diamonds yellow
I shoot like I'm Melo (Yeah, yeah)
Menoh

My car is red and my diamonds yellow
I shoot like I'm Melo, her booty like Jell-o
You are not my mans, nigga, you're not my fellow
You asking for favors, look at you like "Hell no"
And my car is red and my diamonds yellow
I shoot like I'm Melo, her booty like Jell-o
You are not my mans, nigga, you're not my fellow
You asking for favors, look at you like "Hell no"

Ayy, flooded my wrist with ice, knockout first round like Mike
The leeches suck me dry, just like a parasite
I'm at the mountain view, they tryna reach my height
My trap phone jumping, I don't need no satellite
We left the spot stanking, we had the club jumping
My pockets full of money, that bitch she wanna touch it
My brother really clutching, he up it like it's nothing
Let me make a phone call, Stanley come through, get to bussing
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 unloading 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, smoking on some OG, word to my OG

My car is red and my diamonds yellow
I shoot like I'm Melo, her booty like Jell-o
You are not my mans, nigga, you're not my fellow
You asking for favors, look at you like "Hell no"
And my car is red and my diamonds yellow
I shoot like I'm Melo, her booty like Jell-o
You are not my mans, nigga, you're not my fellow
You asking for favors, look at you like "Hell no"

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 throwing 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 saying
Mob ties with the fam, we ain't shaking 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!

My car is red and my diamonds yellow
I shoot like I'm Melo, her booty like Jell-o
You are not my mans, nigga, you're not my fellow
You asking for favors, look at you like "Hell no"
And my car is red and my diamonds yellow
I shoot like I'm Melo, her booty like Jell-o
You are not my mans, nigga, you're not my fellow
You asking for favors, look at you like "Hell no"