Red Light Songtext
von Kid Ink

I-I-ISM

Pull up at the red light, uh, district, ayy
Riding off the gear right, uh, twisted, ayy
Tell her roll the blunt tight, uh, lipstick, ayy
Can′t slow it down, came up too quick
Isn't this the tune woah, woah, woah, woah (woah)
Howling at the moon, woah, woah, woah, woah (woah)
Livin′ in a dream but my eyes ain't closed (ayy)
I put everything on the line for the goals

I been getting mine, read the story untold (ayy)
Can't be mad what you can′t control (no)
Niggas gon′ switch shit up with the quickness
This here risky business
Don't get twisted, that bitch vicious
Just give her back to the streets, know what I say
BG me and my team on a mission
Niggas try look the other way an they ain′t miss shit


Ooh, too cool for y'all jerks
Everybody tryna move to my state
You ain′t living in the hills, ain't the right place
Niggas in a bad mood ′cause they ain't paid
No way, no way, tell 'em they can never take my place
Nobody higher than me, tryna smoke what I′m smoking gotta holla at T

Pull up at the red light, uh, district, ayy
Riding off the gear right, uh, twisted, ayy
Tell her roll the blunt tight, uh, lipstick, ayy
Can′t slow it down, came up too quick
Isn't this the tune woah, woah, woah, woah (woah)
Howling at the moon, woah, woah, woah, woah (woah)
Livin′ in a dream but my eyes ain't closed (ayy)
I put everything on the line for the goals

Come back like MPJ
Talk to ′em like a Mac not a PC
Had to make this shit happen, ain't no plan B
Way a nigga do the math, thought I had a degree
Tell them nigga stand back like they got a disease
We already had a way, watch us rinse and repeat
You ain′t never made an M how you gonna critique
Niggas married to the game, hit her while they were sleep


Woah, wake up lil' nigga, yeah
They did it big, watch how I do a bigger set
My shit hit different like SZA
Hop in the pussy in the grave I dig her
Ayy, I knock it down to your tempo
Wrong with the gang, I'm the founder and member, remember
Nobody higher than me, tryna smoke what I′m smoking gotta holla at T, okay

Pull up at the red light, uh, district, ayy
Riding off the gear right, uh, twisted, ayy
Tell her roll the blunt tight, uh, lipstick, ayy
Can′t slow it down, came up too quick
Isn't this the tune woah, woah, woah, woah (woah)
Howling at the moon, woah, woah, woah, woah (woah)
Livin′ in a dream but my eyes ain't closed
I put everything on the line for the goals