Listen here, little bro, I've called you three fucking times

Pick up the damn phone, I'm gonna come to Fisher myself and grab you by the fucking neck, and pull you out of class (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah, talking hot

Talk your shit, gang

Wake up in the sky, got me feelin' like I'm Gucci Mane

Yeah, okay, okay, yeah

Yeah, okay, okay, yeah

Huh, I beat that case, got me feelin' like I'm OJ

Got me switchin' lanes, but I ain't drivin' no Bronco

Fuck a bad bitch in the Tahoe

She stay by my side like a motherfuckin' shadow

Hoes be leaving me solo

It's me, myself, and I right now

YSL make me your logo

I'm too fly, baby, my heels off the ground

Yeah, I only see numbers, Maison Margiela for real

Yeah, and you talkin' shit, bro, what the fuck is your deal

He all cap, his neck is teal

Fat ass bitch like Shaq O'Neal

10 bands in 12 months

I ate your bitch pussy for lunch

I hit that, brody, no, I don't give a fuck

My chain pure gold, no, it never rust

Ballin' for real, call me Malik Monk

Call you a squirrel, always on my nuts

I saw your text, baby, saw your text

I'm not tryna hit you back, I left the shit on read

Red

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Red

Red

Red

Red

Red

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Pussy was so trash, she had to go and give me head

Crazy, bitch, she off her meds

Fucked around and got you mad

Started rappin', got that bread

She know where her home is at

Bitch, you know where you belong

Should've known that all along

I diss pussies in my songs

I ain't cappin', nah, nah, nah

Yuh, I'm making music no matter the time of day

Me and that hoe, we is not the same

Me and you, bro, we is not the same

That is my bitch if she wearin' my chain

If she my girl, then she must be insane

This lil' ho, psychotic

My jewelry, aquatic

Hate that bitch, at least I'm honest

Jesus piece, I'm not demonic

I put diamonds on my shawty

I'm cold-hearted, baby, I came out of Antarctica

No, she not my vibe if she isn't exotic, yuh

I'm too toxic, yuh

I'm not good for yuh

I still won't trust a ho

He stay with a Drake like he OVO

They see me, they feelin' my aura, bro

Latina bitch, no she not Dora though

Talk on my name and they breakin' the code

But the pussy, really never send the lo'

I don't really ever answer my phone

What you don't know, can't hurt you, bro

He off the X and he movin' slow

belong in the league, I'm really a pro