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[Verse 1]
They tryna feel some love, I'm tryna fill 'em up with switches
I stayed to myself, try not to put my trust in bitches
I'm only seeing me, so I don't trip about competition
I been running from karma, one day I'll face my consequences
[Verse 2]
I got power, I can ghost a **** when I drop that 50
I'm throwin' 'bows to all the bros, but I ain't workin' in no kitchen
Ain't talking grammar, you wanted commas, they done gave my twin a sentence
No Travis Scott, you'll die in the crowd if you take my pendant
[Verse 3]
I don't play about my gang, I don't play about my chain
I done finally got some money, but Lil' Darius still the same
I was born into this lifestyle like 50 on raising Kannan
I ran up fifty thousand in the trap, before I ever had got famous
Rockin' Amiris like they cheap, I'm having blues like the sea
Real love for Lil' Reek, 'bout him, I'll put you underneath
[Verse 4]
Keep drums like Tay Keith, but no, I don't make beats
I gotta keep that fire, won't let them boys take me
You know I can't let them take me, momma, before I go out, put 'em under
In Vegas pourin' up them 4's, like Baby, ain't never met lil' Stunna
Like Nick keep a canon, got more sticks than a drummer
Turning glizzies to a choppa, with this switch like a mummy
[Verse 5]
Nobody didn't believe in me, now everybody proud of me
I can't give up on working extra hard because they doubted me
I just want ma' to give head like I went to school for cosmetology
Know my haters mad as fuck, because I'm farther than I ought to be
[Verse 6]
Walk in the club, we having shots, so fuck the bar
Ain't washing whips, we catch a opp', wet up the car
I fuck wit' Baby, 4 Pockets Full, never been to the spot
Like Will Smith at the Oscar, I was outside slappin' rocks
Never burned my wrist, I'm still riding 'round with firearms
Done took so many losses, just thanking God that I finally won
People feel my music, like a a pedophile, it be touching souls
Do him back flip his ass, no murder, this that red rum
[Verse 7]
Red rum, red rum, red rum
Bitch, I know I'm dead wrong
Red rum
Written by: Darius Thornton, Georgiy Alexandrov, Mikhail Basakov, Nikolai Grishin
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