Red by Muze Sikk Lyrics

Plotting and scheming
Better Watch who you eat with
I’m Making waves
Got em seasick
Untouchable
Kick it old school like a lunchable
Staying dangerous
You bitches staying comfortable

She like to get it in the morning like a cup o joe
I’m never slacking on the steez I move like double O
Little bitch get shook when I stir
Fry brains with the walk
Hotter than a stove top

Save your breath
You reaching hard
And I don’t see the fucking point
I recognize that same old
Paradigm
Lost in the mold
You can’t hold shit to me
Let alone a candlе
Bitch I’m lit
A Snowflakes still a crystallized drip
A crow claimed that my claim was еclipsed
That same crow got both wings clipped

SnapBack on my new bitch
Picky as a toothpick
Chips getting too crisp
Too much cake batter
I need two wisks
Too many cooks in the kitchen
You ain’t doing shit

I leave a open space for your interjection
I knew it would come down to an intersession
Only time you’ll work a coliseums when you sell concessions
Miss me with those half hearted guilt ridden confessions

I utilize my frontal lobe
Do it for the globe
I fuel the abundance that is surrounding my abode
A rule
Of thumb to me is
Digits
Get more
Peace I see the signs
I come as stringent as some strings
And I’m stinging with rays
Solar powered acclaim
Roll another flower up
I’m going outta my brain
Hawk eye sight
I see so far
Bar after bar
Stay stacking till I’m gone