Red eyes

[Verse 1: Bibi Bourelly]

I am lost, but I'm on my way

I've lied, but I make all honest mistakes

Friends and foes, they all look the same

High as fuck, man, drunk as hell, we in outer space, oh no, no

When it comes to hoes I pick quantity over quality

Ratchet but I guess I like thuggery

I'm mashed up but you is comin' on to me

All I know I can feel you comin' on to me

Chances are you know I'm nasty

And passionate and some call me trashy

But I ain't, I'm just...

With the shit when it comes to you

Lit



[Chorus: Bibi Bourelly]

Red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye, wasted

I got two bitches on different bitches

Hundred thou', Kylies and Kims, yeah backstage and

Red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye, wasted

Blazin', blazin'



[Verse 2: Bibi Bourelly]

Feelin' like a job for me

Winnin', winnin', winnin', I do it openly

And all you bummas wouldn't stop provokin' me

I say what I want, I say what I want, I say what I want openly

Tired of wolves are preachin' like they're sheep

Just to say shit they don't mean, nah, nah

Hipsters always in their scene

Tired of wolves are preachin' like they're sheep



[Chorus: Bibi Bourelly]

Red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye, wasted

I got two bitches on different bitches

Hundred thou', Kylies and Kims, yeah backstage and

Red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye, wasted

Blazin', blazin'