xoxored - AlrAlrOk Lyrics

Yeah yeah
Woah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Woah woah
Alright alright okay
(Alright alright okay)
Woah
Woah
Alright alright okay
You been acting different
Never hitting up my phone
Baby I don't wanna talk
I just wanna be alone
Yeah
I know you wan' be with me
But I just need my space
So get up out my face
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
I said alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Yeah
Creepy crawling killers lurk outside at night
Keep a buzzer in my pants cuz it gets hard at times
A tab of paper setting in its fucking up my mind
Lil red the killa wit a choppa pointed at yo spine
I keep a choppa in my shoulder bag in case a nigga run up
Now I'm talking with another bad bitch
Red on a come up
Riding hanging out the window screaming darkness in the summer
Speeding down the highway I think imma crash the hummer
She got reds song yeah
In her headphones yeah
She talk about me way too much I'm getting head though
Yeah yeah
And shawty play with sticks like a Nintendo
And all that bread you breaking is pretend bro
I said alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay

Yeah yeah
Woah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Woah woah
Alright alright okay
(Alright alright okay)
Woah
Woah
Alright alright okay
You been acting different
Never hitting up my phone
Baby I don't wanna talk
I just wanna be alone
Yeah
I know you wan' be with me
But I just need my space
So get up out my face
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
I said alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Yeah
Creepy crawling killers lurk outside at night
Keep a buzzer in my pants cuz it gets hard at times
A tab of paper setting in its fucking up my mind
Lil red the killa wit a choppa pointed at yo spine
I keep a choppa in my shoulder bag in case a nigga run up
Now I'm talking with another bad bitch
Red on a come up
Riding hanging out the window screaming darkness in the summer
Speeding down the highway I think imma crash the hummer
She got reds song yeah
In her headphones yeah
She talk about me way too much I'm getting head though
Yeah yeah
And shawty play with sticks like a Nintendo
And all that bread you breaking is pretend bro
I said alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay
Alright alright okay