Red

I said when I'm rappin' I'm tryna' just depict the state of mind That I just see when I get high I'm changin' colors of the sky Do it Cause' you gon' regret it if you die Take every opportunity cause' that's the point of life Red Red Red Woah, ayy, what a switch up Beats gettin' changed Like tranny dudes switched up Bitch wigga names like Kylie Did a Bruce up Click clack bang Like fat bitches push ups WALLACE is my name Come on do a fuckin' lookup Bitches givin' brain That's what I don' call a lookup Seven years straight I been rappin' wit' no hook uh I'm the one to blame, boy my SoundCloud lookin' dead huh 12k plays on my track that made it better Twelve years later I'm surprised I made it either Kanye's goin' crazy so I think the end is nearer Wait Wait a minute I been tryna' learn a thing called hate I been havin' nights where I'm just rappin' real late I been havin' days where I just think I need a break Break Shit But I resort to the factual movement Of smokin' chronic in the back of a tunic Wit 1, 2, 3, bitches in fact I stay goofin' And the truth of the matter is fatter Than Donald Trump so stomach me Bitch