[Lyric] Red Handed (Isaiah The Wulf)

They don't wanna see me doin' fine
They don't wanna see me on the grind
She say I'm the apple of her eye
Stupid ass bitch stop [?]
Shit I don't fuck with no hoe
Coulda let [?]
[?]
I don't fuck with horoscopes
I don't care that your sign [?]
Bitch, the answers still no
Imma have to put you in the back of the car
If you ever pull up with a [?]
You believe in stars
You believe in cars
Would your ass still believe in god
To me that's just so odd
To me that's so bizarre
To me I look like [?]
Fuckin' round and [?]
I don't wanna loose my composure
But I might have to just to [?]
Ain't gon' stop till it's all over
Or her body's in my sofa
You can bet that I'm [?}
Gave her a bath bomb
That shit was a toaster
I won't stop
I can never stop
Till those sirens start gettin' closer
Well then I go
Out the back door
Drop mine out on the patio
But I don't care
No [?} I'm in Mexico with a different hoe
If word was around
That things went though
Better not hear shit come out your mouth
Before I come take your house
And you're the next sucker I put in the ground