Whole Lotta Red by JG-Z (US) Lyrics
Yeah ayo it’s a whole lotta red
It’s a whole lotta red
Free styling on em'
A whole lotta red
It’s JG-Z with that simple flow
Ready hit it lets go
Don’t believe me just watch ay
Don’t believe me just watch ay
Timeless like a broke watch
Fire dis bitch up like hot sauce
I’m smooth sweet like candy butterscotch
Real extra with that sauce
Like we eating Zaxby’s
How can you get in touch with me
Said bitch you just fax me
Your mom called she is a hoe
Hit me up like what’s yo numbеr 5-5-5-1-2-3-4
Be like when can can I see you likе damn
I said huh bitch I guess next time
When I post on Instagram
A huh J-J-G-Z, G-O-A-T
Do not hit up my phone
Cuz it’s just ring ring ring ring
You can imessage me
It make me sick when that text green
I pull up to the trap
Chop em' up with the stick
I got them bodies in the trunk
Like trapping selling bricks
Flippin' bricks and I flip em'
I got two sacks of blow
This the only life I know
I ain’t never had shit up on the street
Plug hit me up like let’s meet
We meet up at the bank mask up
Let’s eat like GrubHub unmask me
C-O-V-I-D-1-9 we hit em' up like one time
Freezing cold like all frost
I want some no cap like my hat lost
Grab the mag then pipe it up
We bout to hit it up
Five oh up behind me
I’m bout to hit that gas station
Got thirty bands up on me
Silencer for all the shots
Red light can’t hear me
Like Sasquatch I got lost
Just got locked up third time this week
I'm bout to make it rain drops
Drip drop turn up my headphones up a notch
You got one hundred followers
Like lil' troll who are you?
I don’t ever talk shit
I just leave a bad Google review
Pass five oh you know my safety belt is off
Pull the strap up to my chest
But it’s not clicked in the slot
Like it’s on but it’s really not
I pull my seat belt to my chest
But I am not gonna gonna click it
I got money to pay the ticket
I clicked it but I never read that terms of service
I don’t obey the law
You suck more than a straw
Imma take that Hulu password
Imma jacket like Patagonia (Gimme that)
Pull up to the stop sign sign
I ain’t fully stoppin' though
And I fill my water cups up
With a hella lotta Coke
It’s a whole lotta red
Free styling on em'
A whole lotta red
It’s JG-Z with that simple flow
Ready hit it lets go
Don’t believe me just watch ay
Don’t believe me just watch ay
Timeless like a broke watch
Fire dis bitch up like hot sauce
I’m smooth sweet like candy butterscotch
Real extra with that sauce
Like we eating Zaxby’s
How can you get in touch with me
Said bitch you just fax me
Your mom called she is a hoe
Hit me up like what’s yo numbеr 5-5-5-1-2-3-4
Be like when can can I see you likе damn
I said huh bitch I guess next time
When I post on Instagram
A huh J-J-G-Z, G-O-A-T
Do not hit up my phone
Cuz it’s just ring ring ring ring
You can imessage me
It make me sick when that text green
I pull up to the trap
Chop em' up with the stick
I got them bodies in the trunk
Like trapping selling bricks
Flippin' bricks and I flip em'
I got two sacks of blow
This the only life I know
I ain’t never had shit up on the street
Plug hit me up like let’s meet
We meet up at the bank mask up
Let’s eat like GrubHub unmask me
C-O-V-I-D-1-9 we hit em' up like one time
Freezing cold like all frost
I want some no cap like my hat lost
Grab the mag then pipe it up
We bout to hit it up
Five oh up behind me
I’m bout to hit that gas station
Got thirty bands up on me
Silencer for all the shots
Red light can’t hear me
Like Sasquatch I got lost
Just got locked up third time this week
I'm bout to make it rain drops
Drip drop turn up my headphones up a notch
You got one hundred followers
Like lil' troll who are you?
I don’t ever talk shit
I just leave a bad Google review
Pass five oh you know my safety belt is off
Pull the strap up to my chest
But it’s not clicked in the slot
Like it’s on but it’s really not
I pull my seat belt to my chest
But I am not gonna gonna click it
I got money to pay the ticket
I clicked it but I never read that terms of service
I don’t obey the law
You suck more than a straw
Imma take that Hulu password
Imma jacket like Patagonia (Gimme that)
Pull up to the stop sign sign
I ain’t fully stoppin' though
And I fill my water cups up
With a hella lotta Coke