(Red, that ho so fuckin' bumpin, bruh)
I'm so high right now, you hear my nigga, my head above the clouds
I can talk with the dead guys, I don't plan on never comin' down Baby threw it at me, I caught it like mouse, I couldn't even turn it down
Made a pink tab, bum bum, scratching and sweating, like, somebody throw me a towel
Watching these niggas protecting these necklaces, my eyes on the swivel like Al
Whatever made you think, we step to this, like, we ain't gon' wait for hours
I don't think you really know what he willing to pay for dissin' and being a coward
They don't understand how much paper you can make for harming a man's child
Bro all in my ear, say, "You better change the way you living, boy"
Told him I'm a thug and for my morgue, I was dyin' for it
Grab a stack out the shoebox, scrape my re-up on the ironing board
Load the Glock, hit the block, bullshit, I got time for it
I always had a hard head, you know I'm gon' touch the eye
Put my whole hand on that bitch, I seen it red hot
Jump right in the water, it was ten feet, floated to the top
Shot at opps, they ain't even bust back, I think they guns propped Pull down on niggas, bah, chase the truck all through the park
Take 'em down, give me all them crumbs, should've asked for a bigger pipe
Ayy, bro 'nem totin' on all them guns, we the ones get to see that hot
Four young niggas shoot that chopper 'cross your face soon as we see the sign
