Lyrics
Thought I told you
I ain't the one nigga
Hoe gotta razor blade
Under my tongue nigga
Like Martin's Mama
I go slicing, slicing, slicing, slicing
Blood on your face
Like icing, icing, icing, icing
Thought I told you
That I'm from Baltimore
Hate fake bitches
So fuck all these whores
From the county
Don't want them Krusty's round me They don't astound me
Thinking they can clown me
Like whoa
Rolling down 6th
Call me 6God
Ain't straight
But these pussies make my dick hard
It's a lease but you're riding
In a slick car
Repo come then your Ferrar's
Like T-Raww's
But you the shit star
But you the shit star
But you the shit
What did I miss
Red, red, red velvet
Red, red, red velvet
Dig it in him until he feel it
In his pelvis
Red, red, red velvet
Coedine and xanz
Girls tryna get them bands
Popping, popping, popping
Pussy on a handstand
I love trees like Mj
Call me Peter Pan
This one little bitch
Thinking he's the man
I see both sides like Chanel
Ain't even pan
Fronting on me
When he knows that he's a fan
Not on Em's stat
But I know that he's a Stan
Lying you from Bmore
I don't understand
I don't care about the follows
On your Instagram
I might got a buck
You over 10 gran
Still tipping on them fours
And jamming on that Screw
Looking for them hoes
Baby what it do
Drive slow homie
I'm Paul Wall
Always talking
With a thick drawl
All y'all
Can lick my balls
Through my big drawers
I'm Paul Wall
Always talking
With a thick drawl
All y'all
Can lick my balls
Through my big...
Red, red, red velvet
Red, red, red velvet
Dig it in him until he feel it
In his pelvis
Red, red, red velvet
Last verse dedicated
To them fuck niggas
Quick to pull the trigger
So you gotta duck niggas
Crime Mob-in' so they
Knuck if you buck niggas
Claim they straight but in the pen
They used to suck niggas
You shade me
'Cause I live my life honestly
Honestly you don't matter
What you've done for me
Fake thugs and pk's
Always come for me
Just return to sender
You don't want none with me
Don't read I punch
Come and get some with me
Hoes will bring you down
Misery loves company
But His rod and His staff
Yo they comfort me
(I know it pisses some of you off
That someone like me can say that
But if it wasn't for the Lord on my side Where would I be)
Red, red, red velvet
Red, red, red velvet
There is power in The Blood
Yes I felt it
Red, red, red velvet (repeat until end)