Hair Like a Warning Light

Intro

[intro] Uh-huh,

Louie red-top,

king of the board—watch this crown get torn [chorus] Red hair,

Chorus

red face,

still can’t take the L,

You play chess but your whole life’s in a stalemate,

hell!

Louie, Louie, hair like a warning light, Every move you make, boy, you losing the fight!

Verse

[verse] Talk slick about my style,

now the mic’s in your mouth,

I cook you on the board,

then I spit you out,

Your pawn game weak,

queen running scared,

I’m castling kings while you’re hiding in your hair,

Checkmate in two,

but your ego’s still blind,

You dissed my flow?

Now your rep’s on rewind,

Red-top rook,

sliding sideways like a crab,

I knight you in the dark,

leave your pride in a bag,

You post your games like they Oscar-worthy,

But every loss you take,

you blame the referee,

I’m the glitch in your code,

the fork in your plan,

You can’t castle fast enough—I already ran,

Louie,

Louie,

hair like a stop sign,

I cross every line,

leave your ego behind,

You flex your rating,

I flex my pen,

You’re a pawn in my pocket—game over,

again.

Chorus

[chorus] Red hair, red face, still can’t take the L, You play chess but your whole life’s in a stalemate, hell!

Louie, Louie, hair like a warning light, Every move you make, boy, you losing the fight!