Yeah

Too much drank in me, yeah, I'ma keep pourin' up (It's fuckin' Redda, f-f-f-f-fuckin'— Redda)

I just got racks, spent that shit on some jeans, yeah, bitch I keep goin' up

On the Oxy', I just popped three, huh, baby, you know this me

On the drank, yeah, I'm high as a tree, no I can't even feel my feet

And they keep tellin' me slow down, bitch, I might do that

And they say, "Lil' Redda finna drown," bitch, I can't do that, huh

They wanna see lil' Redda in the ground, but I can't do that, no

Yeah, I'ma keep stackin' that bread to the top, bitch, I can't go back, bro

And you know that, bro

Fuck that bitch from the back, I don't know this ho

Run it up like it's track, we gon' get a band, fasho

And I bet that boy mad, 'cause lil' Redda took his ho

I got racks, I cannot count it slow

Count a hundred, I count it up, fasho

I need a mil', 'bout to get that bitch, fasho

And I'm spendin' that shit, I can't pull it out for show

Too much drank in me, yeah, I'ma keep pourin' up

I just got racks, spent that shit on some jeans, yeah, bitch I keep goin' up

On the Oxy', I just popped three, huh, baby, you know this me

On the drank, yeah, I'm high as a tree, no I can't even feel my feet

And they keep tellin' me slow down, bitch, I might do that

And they say, "Lil' Redda finna drown," bitch, I can't do that, huh

They wanna see lil' Redda in the ground, but I can't do that, no

Yeah, I'ma keep stackin' that bread to the top, bitch, I can't go back, bro

And you know that, bro

Fuck that bitch from the back, I don't know this ho

Run it up like it's track, we gon' get a band, fasho

And I bet that boy mad, 'cause lil' Redda took his ho

I got racks, I cannot count it slow

Count a hundred, I count it up, fasho

I need a mil', 'bout to get that bitch, fasho

And I'm spendin' that shit, I can't pull it out for show