Red Ferrari

[Intro: RU$H] Shit just be a way of life, y'nah’mean? I mean, it's really not too much to it Niggas get the money, niggas got the bitches Y'nah’mean? [Verse 1: RU$H & Tha God Fahim] Ayo Red 'Rari with the best molly (Uh) I just left Bonnie's [?], should've said sorry (Woo!) Put you on a shirt and [?] graphic like Ed Hardy (Grr-r-rt) And me and mami in the bed, prob'ly (That's a Fendi) She lookin' in my eyes, like, "You the Don, and you dead starry" And then she left on a red Harley Then she doubled back with the tears in her eyes, and she said, "Darling When I'm away, I’m feelin’ dead, partly" (Woo!) RU$H and Neeko, that's Chanel Crime Syndicate RU$H and NiCE, that’s FAMILI and the realest shit (That's a Fendi) RU$H and Fah, the Fendi Don and the Dump Gawd hittin' licks Cartier frames, all my niggas rich Might pull a grip while you starin' at the links on a skinny wrist They sayin’ he the best and he really is (Woo!) You want a nigga who can take it there? Well, here he is (Huh?) You niggas can't be serious (Can't be) [Verse 2: Tha God Fahim] I'm 'bout my bills and checks like Bill Belichick Roughneck, stayin' outta debt, tote the metal Tec (A-tzatzatzatzatza!) We don't play by the same rules (Uh-uh), I maintain rule (I maintain it) I suggest you stay in your lane, fool (Stay in your lane) We ain't from the same school, get your mind right (Get your mind right) I shine with five mics, I don't need the limelight (Don't need the limelight) Gimme my flowers, don't wait 'til it's from hindsight I dump tapes, got bars like Klondike (Uh-huh) It's the black rap master of rhyme (Of rhyme) My archive large like The New York Times (Like The New York Times) I transform, call me Optimus Rhyme (Optimus Rhyme) We play for keeps, yeah, I'm takin' what's mine (Mine, mine, mine) You only as good as your day goes It's a mass effect, I'm givin' emcees halos Iron fist, I'm built for war like Kratos I'm 'bout my bread like English muffins and bagels Ain't worried 'bout you a-holes