Tribal Garnet - Red Lyrics

Shoulders down
Neck tall
Eyes straight ahead
Think murder as she walks
High heels
Coffin shaped nails
Figure hugging dress
High achiever, never fail

CEO lady with the cat eyeliner
Bulky men's watch cuz she's living on a timer
Brown hair, with the red dyed tips
Bob cut, Louis Vuitton, petite boss chick
Don't think you can get away when you mess with her
Nobody beneath her heel gets the best of her

Cut the crowd in half cuz the next Moses walks through
Resting bitch face is the only way to keep cool
She doesn't wear lipstick, the blood of her foes will suffice
Just another game where the cat caught the mice
Step aside basic hoes
With Gucci this, Gucci that
Gucci shoes, Gucci fat
Gucci purse, gucci moles

Tribal's enemies better know they f*cked up
When they had the nerve to say she was jacked up

Red mic
Red cheeks
Red eyelids
Eyebrows on fleek
Red ferrari
Red fun
Red painted nails
Pull on a red gun

Not a queen, not a princess
But an empress
She's building an empire
And she plans to finish
She's bulletproof to every shot that you fire
And she's got no time for the two faced bullies and liars
Don't think you can get away when you're a hot contender
For the dollar sign eradicator of pretenders

Cut the crowd in half cuz the next Moses walks through
Resting bitch face is the only way to keep cool
She doesn't wear lipstick, the blood of her foes will suffice
Just another game where the cat caught the mice
Step aside basic hoes
With Gucci this, Gucci that
Gucci shoes, Gucci fat
Gucci purse, gucci moles

Tribal's enemies better know they f*cked up
When they had the nerve to say she was jacked up