Red Bentley Lyrics - Future

You do the bag 

That's what we on? 

(Murda on the beat, that's not nice, man) 

Okay, we on some crazy shit (Woo!) 

Pissin' on my watch, like I got a bad bladder 

I'm simply fuckin' with shawty because her ass fatter 

All red Bentley truck, Alpha, Kappa 

They're checkin' my profile, no pic, I'm still fresher 

Drinkin' syrup, cookin' birds, snatch utensil 

Crawfish, nigga, jelly, salt as pepper 

Fresh Prince, Hublot, nigga, black and pink 

Every time I go in my jewelry box, gotta wear my mink 

And my drip expensive, 12 karat apiece 

All my tennis chains look like ear rings on obesity (Yeah) 

All a nigga do is drink codeine, make at least a mil' a week (Yeah) 

No limit, nigga, 

gon' see 'bout your dawg, want nothin' but some murders (Yeah) 

It's a therapeutic, pop the new tags (Yeah) 

When I piss on diamonds, you can smell the Xan (Yeah) 

I'm wipin' my ho down with gold, you don't understand (Yeah) 

Niggas in Paris, I'm with the gang members in France (Yeah) 

Got a half a ticket scattered on my hands (Yeah) 

I'm on three drugs, I need a cat scan (Yeah) 

Wipe the barrel off the nose of that yoppa (Yeah) 

I got 'em comin' off the bench, Jamal Crawford (Yeah) 

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I kick my shit like Liu Kang, you know that counts (Yeah) 

Cream and green Rolexes, you slime bastard (Yeah) 

These bitches greet me on their knees 'cause I'm their master (Yeah) 

I caught a tall European and we wrestled (Yeah) 

Wrist on a brick, uh, I was just servin' these nicks, uh 

You on the list, uh, on the Chi, you gon' get hit 

Pullin' on niggas sticks, think twice 'fore you diss 

Better not trust that bitch, better not swap your spit 

I'd rather cop me a whip, I can't diss no bitch 

10 thousand dollars worth of clips, we ain't runnin' out of this shit 

Split a Percocet with the bitch, 500 pointers on my wrist 

I'm just an international nigga 

with the shit, 16 hoes at the Ruth Chris 

I got 10 chains on me, ho, I ain't got nothin' against 2 Chainz (No) 

We got the block for our door, mama don't need no new paint 

We still Ferraris and vogues, hop out the jet and go hop on the boat 

A long way from maintain, gettin' head in the Mulsanne (Let's go) 

The realest, the trillest, you know I'ma make sure the crew ate 

When the business get finished, 

you get hundred racks and the blue Range 

I'm Dennis The Menace, I've been gettin' paid for a couple ages 

I get the racks from distortin' ladies, 500 mil' off a tour date 

Photos 

Your bitch is eatin', fuck her, then we don't speak 

40 on me on pre-heat, diamonds on me like RiRi 

I need the neck, neck, gon' get on your knees 

This a brand new TEC, gon' and feel that heat 

You should come get your ho, yeah, I just hit her 

Yeah, you kinda bad, but I'm kinda fuckin' on your sister 

Pluto said he don't give a fuck, those twin sisters 

But fuck twins, I need triplets, red bone like a piglet 

Uh, now, bitch, keep it movin' 

That's your nigga, bet I kill him, lil' bitch, I'm a bully 

With them niggas that pull triggers, please don't overlook it 

Big ass choppa-choppas, he couldn't even go to the doctor-doctor 

Money older than your father's father, yeah 

Pissin' on my watch, like I got a bad bladder 

I'm simply fuckin' with shawty because her ass fatter 

All red Bentley truck, Alpha, Kappa 

They're checkin' my profile, no pic, I'm still fresher 

Pissin' on my watch, like I got a bad bladder 

I'm simply fuckin' with shawty because her ass fatter 

All red Bentley truck, Alpha, Kappa 

They're checkin' my profile, no pic, I'm still fresher