Trippie Redd - R3D LiN3 lyrics

[Chorus] Choppa low, head high, red dot, bullseye (Loesoe goin' crazy) I cannot get jiggly with some hoe ni**as that's gon' choose sides Lame ass ni**as, wish they mommas got their tubes tied You don't cross the motherfu*kin' red line ni**as hit me up, they heard the headlines Can't even kick it with you if you wasn't on Fox 5 All my ni**as did crime All my ni**as did time, fed time Bro, don't cross that red line Bro, don't cross that red line Lil' boy, don't cross that red line Lil' boy, don't cross that red line Red line, yeah, red slime Yeah, red eye, made love on the red eye, yeah [Verse] Feelin' down, keep your head up Tote a whole hunnid round, get yo head bust Yeah, racin' to the money, take a shortcut I just poured Wockesha in a red cup I might have to mix it with some yellow Tussin fu*k the opps, they ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' Shots settin' off the car alarms Yeah, they tryna bring me down, but I keep goin' hard Bet you love me now with all your Chrome Heart Got a purple Fanta, red bandana I ain't playin' 'round, walkin' 'round with that blammer Yeah, walkin' 'round with that hammer Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah [Chorus] Choppa low, head high, red dot, bullseye I cannot get jiggly with some hoe ni**as that's gon' choose sides Lame ass ni**as, wish they mommas got their tubes tied You don't cross the motherfu*kin' red line ni**as hit me up, they heard the headlines Can't even kick it with you if you wasn't on Fox 5 All my ni**as did crime All my ni**as did time, fed time Bro, don't cross that red line Bro, don't cross that red line Lil' boy, don't cross that red line Lil' boy, don't cross that red line Red line, yeah, red slime Yeah, red eye, me love on the red eye, yeah