Hazey - Wrist Red Racer lyrics

[Intro: YungJZAisDead] Yeah, yeah, yeah Woah, woah, woah-oh Damn [Verse 1: YungJZAisDead] Pull up in that speed racer, feel like Hazey I feel like Toshi, these hoes they know me Foreign color rain blue, it looks amazing Black my eyes, black my eyes, feel like she hates me I been flipping white like it's the 80s I got b**hes f**ing b**hes, it was crazy Cut my wrists, black my eyes, how I feel lately Wrists cry in the night 'til you pay me 9K, all alone, all alone Digi dash with the all-black flip phone Cold World Gang, yeah b**h, cause my heart cold Blacked out at the race, it feel like Hell froze (Damn, I got Gucci on, my eyes are black I feel like she hates me Feel like Toshi, b**h, I'm Hazey I'm flipping Yoshi and I'm hazy) [Verse 2: Hazey] Yeah, foreign color wrist red Wake up every morning wishing that my b**h was dead I wish I had a bullet straight through my head But I'ma pop these bars and blackout instead She calling up my phone, says she hate me Ask the little b**h, "Why you date me?" If you don't like Hazey, b**h, you crazy If you don't like Hazey, b**h, you crazy Cold World Gang, shoutout young bleach You can't touch my bars, is you dumb, b**h? Came out the water with extended clips Shoot at any opp, then you know I dip Skirt off in my racer, lean no chaser I will never chase her, I'll finesse you out your paper [Verse 3: Toshi] Toshi, Speed Racer She goin' give me top, then I'm finna play her I'm out here balling, smoking like a Laker Baby, I won't just see you later Call up Hazey, then I pop a couple 'dro Said she want to come over and f**ing smoke Told her, "Hell no, just give me throat Baby girl, then you got to f**ing go" I'm off so many Xanax, I'm off so many Percocet Toshi Speed Racer, baby, I stay in my lane I'm getting high like a motherf**ing Soul Plane She call me up, she want to f** I'm out here in these streets, finessing, getting bucks Baby you don't want my guap, what's up? I thought that you liked to finesse the plugs