Red Toes

Red Toes - Flau'jae

Composed by：Flau'jae Johnson

Hoooooo

Ooooooo

Paparazzi they be taking them flicks

Cameras watching I be making them sick

Walk with caution so I'm making it quick

You out too often and you stay in the mist

When you popping it too often

That's the hate you can get

Now they say they don't like me

How you hate from the bench

I'm the one that's trending topic

They playing my hits

My face is legit

Ain't score but I'm gone make the assist

Slide for my brothers I slide

And then I slide again

Yeah look

If you don't love me then just leave me

Don't string me along and lie again

Yeah yeah

Paparazzi they be flicking

While opps they be hating my mention

My operation is different

My compensation is exquisite

Got a taste the commission

I couldn't wait for permission

They used to tell me no

Now I'm the one that make the decision

Big talker big poppin'

I'll be doing the most

Wrist watcher get proper

When I ride in the ghost

Big walker big offer

They not hotter than four

You don't even have to tell them

Man they already know

The one that's going up

Big body truck

They acting like they're tough

We know well enough

That we know you ain't that

And we know your crew ain't stacked

Man don't run up this is facts

Only talk about hits and plaques yeah yeah

Paparazzi they be taking them flicks

Cameras watching I be making them sick

Walk with caution so I'm making it quick

You out too often and you stay in the mist

When you popping it too often

That's the hate you can get

Now they say they don't like me

How you hate from the bench

I'm the one that's trending topic

They playing my hits

My face is legit

Ain't score but I'm gone make the assist

'Cause I'm intrigued by your vibe

I seen the dreams in your eyes

You might not even be mine

Came on the scene with your prize

I'm who you need and is fine

Like who you leaving inside

For you I'm legally blind yeah

But only for tonight

But that's okay though

We fell in love for a day though

You flew me out to Barbados

Can't post you we got to lay low

Out the ghetto but you my bae though

I do whatever you say though

Trying to pop up I'm like a yo

We can't do that got to slide on the low

When we slide to the store

Locking eyes at the door

'Cause you ain't messing with know amateur

And I ain't trying to handle you

But when I'm walking out

I'm always checking for the cameras huh

'Cause paparazzi they be taking them flicks

Cameras watching I be making them sick

Walk with caution so I'm making it quick

You out too often and you stay in the mist

When you popping it too often

That's the hate you can get

Now they say they don't like me

How you hate from the bench

I'm the one that's trending topic

They playing my hits

My face is legit

Ain't score but I'm gone make the assist