[Lyric] Red Flag (Desire (Rapper))

[Intro]
(I don't give a fuck, bruh, I'ma always be me)
(Hurt, what it do?)

[Chorus: Summrs]
Forty-one on my wrist, this bitch cost thirty, yeah, yeah, yeah
I keep my cups dirty
They done woke me up out of my sleep, I was giving 'em time to catch up
I'm clutching the .9 in the back of the Maybach, bitch, yeah, vest up
I'm back in my bag, I can't let up

[Verse 1: Summrs]
Yeah, she sucking my dick down so good, I can't let out my words
Bitch, you know we the biggest, yeah, I'm fly with the birds
Yeah, bought her Hermès, she up in her bag
Bought her Hermès, she up in her bag
Bought her Hermès, she up in her bag
Bought her Hermès, shе up in her bag
Bought her Hermès, shе up in her bag
You know I hang with the goblins, red flag, ah, yeah
You know I ain't went to college, I went, got a bag
And I'm still up sipping on Tech
On the freeway with Savvy in a 'Vette
Clutching a grrt, hit you in the neck
I'm flying, I'm flying off Oxycontin, I'm high on a jet
I'm dying 'bout my respect
I'm dying 'bout my respect
[Chorus: Summrs]
Forty-one on my wrist, this bitch cost thirty, yeah
I keep my cups dirty
They done woke me up out of my sleep, I was giving 'em time to catch up
I'm clutching the .9 in the back of the Maybach, bitch, yeah, vest up
I'm back in my bag, I can't let up

[Verse 2: Desire]
Booted up, I'm off a Perc'
Get that backend, I put in that work
Talking shit, we put him on a shirt
Throw that money up, I watch it twerk
Hop in that Bentley Bentayga, that bitch going fast
[?]
I just dropped my ex bitch and went, get me a bag, nigga, I know what you heard
I just walked in the bitch with [?] on me and I'm high as fuck, I'm finna splurge
Should've known that lil' bitch was not ready for you when you seen that bitch wearing my merch
In the big body, big body, big body truck, I got money, I don't give a fuck
If he run up on me with that Glock on my side then that nigga gon' be out of luck
Red flag for my dawg 'cause he throwing Bs
I'm in the room full of bitches, I got the lil' hoes on they knees
He got locked in that jam but it's free him 'cause he throwing Cs
I'm a rich nigga, hop in that whip and it start with no keys
I've been waiting for my nigga to call
I've been waiting for my nigga to call, I've been waiting for my nigga to call
I've been waiting for my nigga to call, I've been waiting for my nigga to ball
I've been waiting for my nigga to ball, when he stacking his money, his shit stand tall